Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 88

Soren

I lean against the door frame, watching Bree stuff clothes into an old, worn duffel bag with more force than necessary. She seems antsy to leave; she is wearing loose clothing,

comfortable and easy for her to escape when she needs to shift. The full moon is tonight, so Bree is heading to her grandmother’s old shack, a house that would be too polite to call it. I’m surprised the place is still standing. It looks like it is one strong gust of wind away from crumbling to dust or being blown away. A knot of worry tightens in my stomach as I watch her. I know she needs the isolation during her transformation, but the dilapidated state of the old cellar makes me uneasy. I can’t shake the feeling that something will go wrong and I won’t be there to help her.

“You don’t have to go,” I say for what feels like the hundredth time. “It’s dangerous,” I say, my voice full of worry. “I don’t want you to get hurt.” Bree pauses, her hands freezing mid- motion as she looks up at me, her eyes filled with annoyance.

“I appreciate your concern, Soren, but I need to do this,” she replies softly, her voice unwavering despite the tension in the air. “It’s the only way I can control the transformation and keep everyone safe.”

“We can secure you in the dungeons here. No one would bother you down there, you’d be perfectly safe down there, and I would be more at ease knowing you aren’t being taken advantage of if someone does happen to stumble upon you.”

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annoyed at me harassing her over this, but there is no need

And what about if a male wolf finds you down there? There could be anything lurking in the woods around your grandmother’s old

any condition to defend yourself.” Bree sighs. heavily and

hands gripping the edge of the bag as she looks up at me, her eyes fierce and finding mine

would torment me for a whole month. You know how the call affects

me.”

a full moon may drive my wolf mad. Plus, I will be more rabid until the next one, meaning I will be a danger to Max.” Her gaze drops

my arms, unconvinced. “A cellar is no better.

it’s not just any cellar.” Her voice softens a bit as if

Grandma’s house leads to a network of tunnels. There’s a Perspex dome I found out about” – she chuckles humorlessly –

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was hidden beneath the overgrown grass. I’ll see the moonlight, feel

is something I can never fully understand since Lycans don’t

frame. “But promise me