Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 155

My mind is a whirlwind, a tornado of thoughts and strategies already spinning out of control. I’m formulating plans, mapping out every possible scenario, each more cunning and intricate than the last. If it comes to it, I’ll tear this city apart brick by brick, street by street, until there’s nothing left but rubble and dust.

“I tried,” she sobs out, her voice as fragile as a porcelain doll on the edge of shattering. “I promise I tried, but he… he had that vile woman holding my husband. She threatened to kill him, and then she tried!” Her voice breaks, splintering into shards of raw desperation and fear. The sound rips at my heart, a brutal tug–of–war between empathy and rage. “I couldn’t stop him. He… He threatened to finish what he started. Please, just find her!”

Her words twist a knot in my stomach, tight and unyielding. Finish what he started? The implications ignite an icy chill that races down my spine.

I grip the phone tighter, my knuckles whitening under the strain.

“Did he let anything else slip?” I push, struggling to keep my voice steady.

“Any hint, any clue as to where he might be taking her?”

“I’m not sure, he knocked me out. I…”

My stomach twists at her words. Finish what he started? The

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spine. Images of Bree, hurt and afraid, flash through my mind. I grip the phone tighter, knuckles white and I

is with Rhett–my instincts scream that I need to get

he said he was going to mark her. That she ruined everything. After that it was a blur, Bianca attacked my husband, then Rhett knocked me out. I woke up to the Beta, trying to stop

“Fuck,” I curse.

and we would have found him by now.” she tells me. My mind races trying to figure out what his endgame

me. “We’re already on our way, but you

the ports, I can’t remember, something with

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