Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 110

Chapter 110

“You definitely need to shower, you are covered in dirt. And I think I have moss stuck to my ass,” he laughs, stepping inside. and turning on the shower.

Steam begins to rise, curling around us. Soren helps me undress, his fingers brushing against my skin, sending shivers racing along my spine before dragging me in the shower with him. The water cascades down, and he works his hands. through my hair, massaging the shampoo into my scalp. It feels divine—the tension of the day melting away under his

touch.

“Let me,” he says softly, guiding me to face him. He rinses the suds away. His gaze lingers on me, his eyes flicker, the hunger in his gaze sends butterflies fluttering in my stomach.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers, leaning in closer. And then, he

steals a kiss.

Soren’s fingers glide over my shoulders, soft yet firm, sending tingles racing down my spine. I’m caught in a blissful haze, but as his lips brush against mine again, a knot of urgency tightens in my chest.

“Wait,” I whisper, pulling back just enough to meet his gaze. His eyes are darkened with desire, but there’s a flicker of confusion in them too.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, brushing a damp strand of hair behind my ear.

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know.” My voice dips, barely above a murmur, trying to keep the moment from spiraling out of

heavy sigh, his brow furrowing as he processes my words. “You’re

talk to your mother. The wedding invites… they’re

his fingers stilling along my waist. “Fine,” he says, running a hand through his wet hair. “I’ll talk to her. But

smoky and suggestive. I can’t help but laugh,

words.

I agree with a certain shyness, his provoking gaze

the tension shifting from intimate to practical. I grab a towel, wrapping it around myself as

touch

take a moment to steady myself, closing my eyes as I lean. against the cool marble countertop and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My mind is whirling

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that dreaded conversation I need to have

don’t want to.

in the living room. Max is curled up beside him on an oversized couch, engrossed in a children’s book while Soren reads aloud. The scene tugs at my heartstrings a picture of domestic

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he continues scanning over the pictures. He looks up at me then, his bright blue eyes shining

thought you were seeing your

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