Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 219

“It’s to help sedate your heat, and calm you. We aren’t like werewolves, your heat will affect me but not in the same way werewolf males are affected.” he tells me, stealing my

shampoo and pouring it in his hand. He then nudges me so I turn before his fingers are suddenly in my hair massaging it through the lengths.

“Great you can knock me out whenever you feel like it while I just have to take it.” I huff as he tilts my head back under the

spray.

“Werewolves are vulnerable to the full moon and the heat, Lycans not so much, in a sense. The woman is vulnerable, while the male has a calling to help keep them calm and stop them trying to mate with other Lycans.”

“Wait, what do you mean?”

“Your heat won’t care if you are mating me or any other, it’s why men have it, but aren’t as affected by the heat so we can protect our females. Keep them safe not only from other Lycan males but yourselves.” he tells me with a sigh as he starts washing the conditioner in my hair.

“And to knock us out so you can have your way with us.” I growl, his hands in my hair suddenly tug my head back forcing me to look at him.

“I would never, you should know me better than that.” he growls, pressing his lips to my forehead.

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“I didn’t say you would,” I mumble as he moves the showerhead to rinse my hair out.

rinsed off, he starts washing himself despite smelling like soap when he climbed in bed.

to be up early. I need sleep.” he yawns, stepping out

rinse away the exhaustion from my body. I stay until my fingers start

you doing now?” His

walls. “Shaving

you don’t hop out and stop dawdling I will drag you to bed caveman style.” he calls out but I

his calling holds over me, Soren has never once used it to violate my privacy.

Soren is waiting on me, I dry off and wriggle into a fresh nightdress before exiting the bathroom. He’s waiting for me

I ask him sarcastically as I climb

soft yawn and making room for me under the blankets without opening his

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once more; not suffocating this time but

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for my phone, deciding to read if he is

“Bed.” he grumbles.

I roll over only to be crushed

read until I fall asleep.” I tell him reaching for my phone. That he set on

where are you going so early

I need to check them out.” Hearing Rhett’s name a