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.

eyes is instantly replaced

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looks up at me, innocent blue eyes wide with

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my son,” I command, my voice sharp and

brow furrows, but she obeys, slowly stepping back. Max looks between us, his small hands clutching a toy

don’t have time to explain, not now. I point to the door. “Max, leave the room. Go

“But-”

than I intend, but I need him gone. His

in confusion and hurt at the command. Tears well in his eyes, but he doesn’t argue. He scrambles to his feet,

quiet now, the tension thick enough to choke on. Mavis sighs and I drop my aura watching her as she moves about the room and stands by the window, her hands clasped tightly in front of her, her

says, though as she peers out the window, she has

ask, my voice low but

with

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