Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 115

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My blood turns cold. Alpha Rhett Miles. The man I once. thought would be my future, the man who framed me and left my life in shambles. I freeze, horror gripping me as his eyes land on me for the briefest of moments. He stares, his expression unreadable, but there’s recognition there, no doubt about it, and I notice the way he hesitates like he is just as shocked as I am at seeing him here.

“King Soren,” Rhett says, giving a bow, but Soren waves him. and introduces me calmly.

“This is my fiancée, Brielle.”

I wait for Rhett to say something, for him to acknowledge what we both know, but instead, he simply nods. “Pleasure to meet you.” he holds out his hand for me to shake. My fingers tremble as he grips my hand, bringing it to his lips, yet his eyes don’t leave mine and I see the spark of fury behind them. as they flicker briefly to his wolf.

He lets go, and I retake my seat, waiting for him to out me. Yet, he’s pretending not to know me. Why? Is this part of his game?

stumbling with his pencils scatters them across the table, and Damian and I move to help scoop them up while Rhett takes his

Max with his coloring book, but my ears are attuned to every word Soren and Rhett exchange. The

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pass Max a new pencil. I force a smile, trying to hide my nerves, but my thoughts are racing too fast to focus on anything except the conversation unfolding around me.

docks? Or if it’s about the debt, it has been paid,” Rhett assures Soren.

about the tensions between your pack and Alpha Jefferson’s. Humans are in the city. If this escalates into a full- blown war, there will be too much life lost. The council can’t afford to let that happen.”

“I understand that, my King, but things got complicated. I’ve been doing my best

you grow up, and your father was a close friend,” Soren corrects him and my heart stutters hearing that. Rhett nods and his eyes

here, don’t want to hear any of this, but I’m rooted to the spot, every instinct telling me to run while every ounce of curiosity keeps me

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