Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 180

Such lavish improvements are puzzling, given the financial struggles Rhett is rumored to be facing. It’s hard to imagine how he could afford such an extravagant overhaul without some hidden source of income. I can’t help but wonder if he has a secret side hustle that he’s not reporting to the council, or perhaps there’s more to his financial situation than meets the eye.

As we draw closer to the fighting, a man breaks away from the chaos, noticing us, and the scent of Jefferson’s beta and a large group of his warriors hits me like a freight train. What the hell are they doing here?

Damian and I exchange a glance, and Jefferson’s beta strides up to us, his face grim. Beta Magnus is an imposing figure, towering over most with his broad shoulders and muscular build. His piercing eyes and rugged features suggest a man well–acquainted with fighting for his pack, and his bare chest is smeared with streaks of fresh blood.

“Beta Magnus,” I greet him with a nod. “I wasn’t expecting you. How is Alpha Jefferson faring?”

Magnus shakes his head. “Alive, but barely.”

“You were there when he was attacked at the docks?” I question, and he nods.

when Rhett showed up. Thank

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blood runs cold at his words. “What

pumped full of wolfsbane. I thought for sure he was dead…” Magnus swallows hard choking back some emotion, it is obvious he cares

council as soon as I get a chance because something is seriously off. I should have known they were involved in this.

at the hospital. His girlfriend slit Jefferson’s throat. Hel nearly

from my chest.

the docks by the hospital helicopter. We came straight to

The inside of Rhett’s packhouse is a chaotic mess of overturned furniture and shattered glass. The air is thick with the pungent scent of blood and sweat, mingling with the sounds of snarls and cries of pain. Claws slash through the air as we tear through Rhett’s men, leaving trails of

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