Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 29

Valen POV

I finally told Marcus about Everly, and he had organized patrols to run through the reserve for me to keep an eye on the back end of her hotel. Someone had broken the fence, and I was organizing it to be fixed; hopefully, sometime today someone would be able to go out there, or I would go myself.

Marcus and I had just finished at the library. No luck. We found no records of an Everly Summers from before five years ago, nobody by the name Everly at all, yet even Marcus said the name sounded familiar. Walking outside, we are about to head to the council chambers to look in the birth records or any records, even bank statements.

The only thing we managed to find was the hotel’s data and something stating she was in the hospital almost five years ago. Yet it didn’t say what for or which part of the hospital; the lady behind the counter told us to try the werewolf council because she couldn’t access her files for some reason either.

“That name sounds so familiar,” Marcus says, shaking his head.

“It’s right on the tip of my tongue. I just can’t, for the life of me, figure out where I have heard it, also. Don’t you think it is a little odd that not even you can access her files?”

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“Yes, obviously,” I tell him.

“She has to be hiding something. Why are there no records of an Everly or a Summers? Everly is a unique name. I don’t know anyone with that name, yet it somehow sounds familiar,” Marcus ponders.

Marcus hits the button on his key fob, the blinkers flash, signaling it was unlocked, but we both stopped dead in our tracks.

“What the hell, what happened to my car,” Marcus shrieks while rushing over to his beloved car. He just brought it a week ago, having liked mine so much. I press my lips in a line, glancing around for any culprits, and spot the library’s security cameras that point at the car park.

“Alphahole?” Marcus says, and I walk over to the front of his

car.

“They have mistaken me for you. Which bastard would do this?” he growls angrily.

“They removed your tire valves too,” I point out his flattened tires. He starts shaking, fur sprouting along his arms in his anger. He spent all day yesterday polishing and cleaning it and even made me take my shoes off before I got in it this morning.

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“When I catch this fucker…” he seethes.

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“Well, you’re in luck,” I tell him, pointing to the cameras and cutting him off. He smiles, rubbing his hands together. Heads would roll when he catches them unless…

the library entrance again. Yet I have a sneaking suspicion Everly’s name is all over this. No one would dare touch anything belonging to me. I smile

at the counter smiles when we return, pushing her

I help you with this time?”

shrinking in her seat. I grip his shoulder, tugging him away, his aura rushing

Agatha, someone has trashed his

and disappearing behind the counter. I lean

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so short she would barely be taller than a child and a

at that.

assailant. I chuckle while shaking my head before nudging him toward Agatha, who

shit, you’re short,” he says as though he didn’t realize he spoke his thoughts out loud. Agatha glares at him, and I elbow him.

is, she is the perfect height

no telling what kind of trouble Marcus would

the back of the library and unlocks a door before pushing it open. She

the password is Redmoon,” she says

before walking over to the laptop. He types

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it when we pulled into the car park. I watch our blurry figures walk into the library, and about five

the blue uniform Zoe

it zoom in?” Marcus growls, hitting the button

I know who they are,” I

me to them, I will smack them into

rocky, settle down. You really want to beat on a

That could be anyone,” he says, squinting at the blurry figures

car,

turns in his seat

friend she lives with. She saw my car the other day. I bet she thought your car was

bond trashed my car?” he snaps,

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“Appears so.”

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better say something to her, or I will,” he

worry about it. I will handle it,” I tell him, pulling my

Where are

takes her a few minutes for her to reply.

else

happen to stop by the library

all morning, us rogues have no need for books. We aren’t entitled

last part of her message was. I have no doubt it was to have a