Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 192

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I turn to see the billiard room’s doors open and out rushes Max. His eyes widen when he spots us and I hear my mother’s voice filter to me as she tries to stop him. As she rushes out I shake my head letting her know it’s fine as I move to scoop him up. “Your home,” he squeals as I soak up his scent.

“Yes, buddy. I’m home.” I say, my lips thinning into the best semblance of a smile I can muster.

He buries his face in the crook of my neck, wrapping his tiny arms around me in a tight hug. Every muscle in my body relaxes,

Aubrey watches from a distance, her face softening as she observes us. Max lifts his head and spots her. His legs immediately start kicking, wanting to be placed down so he can go to her.

Setting him down, he darts off towards her shrieking excitedly.

hair as she crouches down to

onto his forehead. The sight of them together

see?” Max asks tugging on

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a set of claws and her barely clothed body, my jacket drowning her petite frame switch is covered in blood. I clench my teeth, I want to heal her but those kinds of marks will only be healed if I change. her.. “I just need to speak

we can catch up later, you can tuck him in, I need to check everything here is locked down,” I tell her before she can even

and she nods. I head to my office knowing that is where Damian and my father will meet me, not giving myself a chance to change my

Bianca, confirming what Aubrey told me before commanding her not to use her mindlink or packlink, she is also heavily dosed out on wolfsbane until I figure out what I am going to do with her. However, the interrogation with Bianca has left me drained, but there’s still one more thing I need

my footsteps echoing in the quiet. As I approach Max’s room, I

up on the sofa, she is all cleaned up now, besides the deep gashes on her face you’d think nothing happened, gone is all the blood and ruined clothes, her hair no longer matted, her head resting on Max’s shoulder. They’re both fast asleep, a book lying forgotten on Max’s lap. The scene tugs at something in my

since her return now smoothed away. Max has an arm draped loosely around her waist, his book

Max first, tucking him into