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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I’d play with him. We can’t… you know.” My voice dips, barely above a murmur, trying to keep

his brow furrowing as he processes my words. “You’re right,” he concedes reluctantly, though the heat

lip. “You need to talk to your mother. The wedding invites… they’re

his wet hair. “I’ll talk to her. But after…” his eyes roam my body and a

but laugh, the

words.

agree with a certain shyness, his provoking gaze making my heart

from intimate to practical. I grab a towel, wrapping it around myself as Soren does

catch up with you after I dress,” I tell him, trying to ignore the lingering warmth of his touch on my skin. Hist reluctance is palpable, but after one last lingering look, he nods and leaves the

as I lean. against the cool marble countertop and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My mind is whirling with thoughts

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that dreaded conversation I need

don’t want to.

downstairs 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 bliss. that makes my upcoming confession all the

—

He looks up at me then, his bright blue eyes shining with joy. “Bree!” he

you were seeing your

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