Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 136

“The right thing; I will let him go and hope he doesn’t punish you or Dad for it when he comes for me.”

My stomach twists, and I feel bile rise in my throat.

I know it’s only a matter of time before Soren finds out if he hasn’t already. My mind races as panic takes hold. What will he think of me? How could I have been so careless?

I pull out my phone, my fingers trembling as I type a message to Soren. I know what I need to do, even if it tears my heart

apart.

Please don’t hate me. I wish I could have explained what I wanted to. But I can’t do this anymore and now it’s hurting you and Max. We need to cancel the engagement though I know you would have by now. Sorry.

I hit send before I can change my mind, the weight of finality. crashing over me. Almost instantly, my phone rings, Soren’s name flashing on the screen. I let it ring out before sending. another message.

I will have your car sent back, don’t worry I am not stealing it.

cutting myself off from the world outside. The silence envelops me, but it doesn‘ t bring the comfort

than ever.

arms. around myself,

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that he will eventually see the truth behind the lies. But for now, all I can do is wait and see if any part of my life can be salvaged. After a lingering glance at my mother, I quietly retreat down the hallway. My eyes are drawn to a door at the end, slightly ajar. It was a room I have avoided since arriving here- my sister’s room. With a deep breath, I push open the door.

to a childhood lost too soon. The walls are painted in soft pastels, adorned with

as I take in the neatly made bed with pink sheets

on my sister’s desk against the wall, cluttered with textbooks and notebooks filled with drawings–each

by fate’s cruel hand. I can almost hear her laughter echoing within these four walls, a sweet sound

through the lace curtains, casting dancing shadows across the room, and I feel a wave of nostalgia wash over

like holding onto a piece of her, a fragile reminder of the bond we shared, one only sisters can share; sisters are your first friend, and to lose her, I lost my best friend, but not only that, I lost my parents who were never

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