Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 108

“I don’t understand, poison?” I admit. How can you mark and poison someone simultaneously.

“Yes, Lycan’s are venomous, my venom will enter your bloodstream, it will hurt. But my blood will counteract the poison stopping it from killing you, instead it will change you.”

I jerk my fingertips away when he growls, letting them fill with venom. My eyes widen watching his neck balloon slightly.

“Don’t be scared, Bree, I would never force this on you. I would never hurt you.”

I nod and he continues, “Your human form will be reshaped by what we call the Lycan essence, my venom and blood mingling together creates an elixir that enters your

bloodstream. It’s akin to a rebirth; you’ll lose a part of yourself to gain another.”

A shudder runs through me at his words. Lose a part of myself? I swallow hard, and my mouth is suddenly dry.

“But it’s not without pain,” he warns me with an apologetic look in his piercing blue eyes. “The transformation can be excruciating – your body will break down before it rebuilds itself and I will have to remain by your side pumping you full of my blood so the venom doesn’t burn it out of your system.”

His words echo in my mind: ‘excruciating‘, ‘break down‘, ‘rebuild‘. My breath hitches in my throat as I imagine the agony that awaits me.

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do this?” I ask hesitantly,

But then he pauses, his gaze serious as

against my ribs at his admission. Risk? What kind

with. significance, “is that if something goes wrong during the transformation… it could

I hadn’t considered that possibility before

share these terrifying truths with me. He isn’t sugarcoating anything or trying to shield me from reality instead, he’s letting me

thumb tracing circles on my palm. “But if we were to pursue this path, I’d want it to happen before we married. You should have the chance to fully understand what you’d be becoming, to learn to control

crashes over me like a wave. My heart stutters in my chest. The possibility of death hangs in the

I’ve

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losing it all terrifies

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confess, hating how small my voice

me close, his arms enveloping me in warmth. “We don’t have to decide anything now,” he murmurs into my hair. “Whatever happens, whatever you choose,