Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 252

Chapter 3

2 weeks later

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Tap, Tap, Tap. I look up and see a man tapping on my car window, his flashlight shining in the window of my car before he moves it around, looking in the back of it. I put my hand up when the torch flashes across my face blindingly. He quickly moves it to the side.

“Ma’am, you can’t stay here,” the middle–aged man tells me; he must be council security because of his uniform. My son, who I decided to name Valarian, stirs, the bright light waking him, and he lets out an irritated cry. The man moves his torch away entirely, shining it at the ground, and Valarian stops.

“Look, I have noticed your car here for nearly two weeks; this is a train station,” he sighs as I pick up my son out of his fruit box bed and roll down the window a bit so he doesn’t keep yelling, thinking I can’t hear him.

“You really have no place to go, no family?” he asks.

“No, the council kicked me out of the park,” I say matter–of- factly.

He runs a hand down his face before glancing around the parking lot.

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“The baby’s father?” I shake my head, knowing that wasn’t an option. He didn’t even believe me, refused to see me even when I begged him to let me on his territory so I could show him the scan. Every other time, he hung up the moment he heard my voice, after a while, I gave up.

there are people out there that would take

baby like my parents did me,” I tell him, outraged

a child. You’re young, if you give him up you could have a normal life. Something to think about. I will give you another week

to bed in the fruit box beside me. I have always been paranoid of rolling on him while asleep, tugging the blanket up over both of us before trying to get comfortable. A single tear runs down my cheek as I think of his words. “This was no life for a child.” Was I being selfish? Yet, the thought of

I rummage through the back for

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grab my bucket in one hand and pop the umbrella

to the train station bathrooms. I pay extra care not to slip on the wet ground. That would be disastrous. Once I get into the disabled toilet, I jam the bucket in the sink, filling it with warm water before shimming my pants down to pee. One thing I hated about being homeless was holding my son while

Somehow, I manage it and make it back to the car before placing the bucket down and quickly opening the hatchback to my wagon. I set my son in his bed before

shower, gosh, I miss showering, something I definitely took for granted. I would use the rest stop

of savings. I also worked at the Chinese Restaurant on the main drag while pregnant to keep saving.

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on formula, bottled water, and diapers. The savings didn’t last long with buying baby clothes and non- perishable food. My car looked like

on my door, watching the rain. The restaurant wouldn’t take me back; I tried that. My parents weren’t an option, and his father

that was. He laughed and said there was no way he would sleep with a seventeen–year–old. Well, he did, and now I have his son. To be fair, I was not supposed to be in that part of the club at the hotel. We wanted to meet the older Alphas, not the young ones that hadn’t even reached puberty. So with a fake ID, my sister and I snuck in while the meeting was going ahead

belly is rumbling. What I would do for a home- cooked meal. I loved mom’s cooking. She was the best cook. A tear slips down my cheek, and I check my phone, yet I know I will find no missed calls. My father disconnected it, but I liked to look at

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wished I could see her,

once more.

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