Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 149

-Soren-

There is a sinking feeling in my stomach, something telling me everything is wrong, an intuition that she is in trouble. I haven‘ t felt this stomach dropping feeling since Max went missing or since my wife died. I knew that feeling back then and I ignored it, and I have regretted that day ever since. Had I truly listened to my gut, listened the to change in the air and that nervous energy that radiated from her.. She was nervous but insistent that I still go saying we would talk about something when I returned, that she needed to be sure of something first, I thought she meant something might be wrong with our daughter and she didn’t want to scare me, now I wonder if it was something else.

We never had whatever conversation it was that had her on edge and I often wonder what it is she had to say. Now I fear history is to repeat itself, that there will be no final words from Bree, that all I will have to remember her by is her last text message. That can’t be the last thing I get from her, I need her. Despite what she has done, I know that it will take time to fix the trust she broke, but I’d rather have something to build back up again than to have something to regret. I’m not naive, I know my feelings will change, that distrust will take over once I find her but for now I’d rather have her home safe and be angry with her, then hurt or worse.

My temper is one thing but it’s not violent, my love for her will always outweigh my anger, no matter the circumstances. She‘ s angered a lot of people, broke their trust, but I know she has

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be good enough for me. And the rest, I could care less for their opinion of her. I haven’t breathed a breath worth breathing until she came along. It was a forced instinct after I lost my wife, I lived for my son, now I breathe because I see

screen again, the harsh blue light illuminating my face in the dim light of the car. Still nothing from Bree. The silence is deafening, each passing second feeling like an eternity

her brow furrowed with concern, her voice coming through the Bluetooth speakers of the dash

screen.

eyes from the device. “I can’t, Mom. Something’s wrong. I can feel it.” my mother looks at me worriedly through the

tells me, and I nod slowly. I don’t doubt finding her,

but she probably needs time, she is probably worried about her father,” My mother adds. Yet that nagging feeling

clears his throat, his

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