Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 208

“Just Damon, he’ll stay nearby in case I need help but I won’t.”

I gulp, holding my breath, too scared to pick up on any more scents after the rabbit, its scent alone has my blood rushing in my ears, the last thing I need is to start hunting Soren’s brother or his guard.

As Soren guides me into the forest the castle falls away hidden by the trees, my senses latch onto every nuance. The soft crooning of crickets floats through the air while overhead I can see shadows flicker as silent owls prowl for their nightly meals. The scent of pine needles makes my nose twitch with delight and somewhere close by I hear water trickling – a stream or perhaps even the waterfall.

Soren’s voice cuts through my wandering thoughts softly but firmly; “Trust yourself and your abilities. I won’t let you hurt anyone, even if you don’t trust yourself, trust me.” His words. seem to echo through the night when something else catches my attention, a thumping sound.

Instinctively, I sniff the air, catching the scent of something, something that smells like… I don’t remember shifting but like with Max, that urge to hunt takes over and forces the shift, leaving my clothes ruined at my feet. My sole focus moves to the sound of something running and the heart beat that grows faster as I give chase.

“Soren…” I stutter knowing that soon, I will have no control.

“You’re safe there is no one out here you can hurt.”

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Chapter 208

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is merely trying to exist

can’t seem to put a name to it. Listening carefully, I can hear the scurrying of claws on the forest floor, the shallow breaths of the creature. Panic seizes me, but not mine–the animal’s. It

this innocent creature. I blink, my gaze adjusting to the ethereal glow of the moonlight filtered through emerald leaves, everything glows brightly. My lungs fill with an intoxicating blend of fragrances- moss, wildflowers, damp earth, and the

scent draws me forward, pulling me like a string directly towards its source. Somewhere in the distance I hear Soren calling my name, making me wonder how far I’ve run from him but I’m honed in, so close to… to… it’s a rabbit. Maybe

more than one.

furry feet quietly crush fallen leaves beneath them as I move swiftly through dense foliage seeing it dart between trees trying to escape me. Despite the darkness, I see

I creep closer to the source of the tantalizing scent,

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