Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 200

My mouth waters as delicious scents waft up from downstairs. Bacon. Coffee. Fresh bread. My stomach clenches. painfully wondering how I can smell all that when I realize the window is open and so must be a window downstairs.

I swing my legs over the side of the bed, nearly falling as vertigo hits. Everything feels…off. Like my body isn’t quite mine anymore. I stumble to the door, gripping the handle too hard. It crumples slightly in my grasp.

“What the hell?” I mutter, staring at my hand in confusion.

The shower keeps running. Soren has no idea I’m awake. Part of me wants to wait for him, but the hunger is overwhelming.

I slip out into the hallway, following my nose toward the stairs.

Each step echoing unnaturally loud in my ears. As I reach the bottom, and move to the kitchen pushing the swinging door open a crash reverberates through the room and I clutch my ears at the horrifying sound. My head whips around to see a maid, her eyes wide with shock, standing surrounded by shattered porcelain.

“I–I’m so sorry, Miss,” she stammers, her voice trembling. “I didn’t expect-”

gaze locks onto me, a mix of concern and relief washing over her face but I

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wince when I realize

ares

twitches. Why are my ears furry and up there? I stare at my reflection

You’re awake,” Maribel says, her words coming out in a rush.

I just… I needed food. Why are my ears not

she asks, and I try to think back to what I remember.

I have these?” I ask her, pointing

nods, a little too quickly.“Yes, parts will semi shift, it will come and go until you complete the shift completely.” she says moving slowly toward the servant who is just staring at me like I’ve grown an extra head not a set of pointy furry ears. “You

shriek, I stare at the new woman who quickly covers her mouth, acutely aware of the eyes of the staff following my every move. Ignoring her, I make a beeline for the fridge, yanking the door open with more force than necessary. The handle creaks

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I tell her, rummaging through the fridge. She says nothing and I peer over the fridge door at her,