Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 237

My blood is still boiling as I storm through the halls of my castle, Rhett’s final words playing on repeat in my mind. Mavis. It doesn’t make sense. I trusted her. She cared for Jacinta, cared for Max, and was a part of this family. How could she betray us? And for Rhett? For Clyde?

My mind is racing with questions I need answers to. My body is still slick with Rhett’s blood, the smell of it lingering on my hands, and a few maids shriek upon the sight of me as I stalk up the stairs to Max’s room where I know she will be.

As I approach Max’s room, my keen hearing picks up the soft sound of his laughter. It’s innocent, untainted, oblivious to the danger I’ve unknowingly put him in. But it’s not the laugh that makes my pulse spike–it’s her voice.

Mavis.

I push open the door without knocking, the scene before me stopping me dead in my tracks. Max sits on the floor with a handful of toy soldiers, his little brow furrowed in

concentration as he arranges them in a perfect line. Beside him, Mavis kneels, her hands resting in her lap as she watches over him. She’s smiling down at him, her eyes warm and soft.

For a moment, it almost feels normal. Almost.

“Mavis,” I say, my voice low and cold.

head snaps up, and the warmth in her eyes is instantly replaced with confusion. “Your Majesty?” she asks, her tone

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his

from my son,” I command, my voice

stepping back. Max looks between us, his small hands clutching a toy soldier as

now. I point to the door. “Max, leave the room. Go find Uncle Damian.”

“But-”

him gone. His safety comes first, and I can’t deal with this while he’s here.

hurt at the command. Tears well in his eyes, but he

room and stands by the window, her hands clasped tightly in front of her, her posture tense. She doesn’t look at me, her gaze instead fixed

she says, though as she peers out the window, she has a vacant expression on

my voice low but trembling

with

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