Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 33 – part 1

Everly POV

I came home from my run to find Valarian sitting at the dining room table trying to use my laptop. My mood had lifted now I had gone for a run, but I was exhausted as I untied my laces and slipped my shoes off. The run really zapped my energy, and I had to take the long way around because someone had fixed the hole in the fence. Tomorrow, I would have to send someone to open it up again or maybe install a gate, which would be ideal because we can lock it off at night. Zoe is watching TV with the volume low and barely audible. She smiles at me and gives me a nod, turning back to the TV and pretending to be watching it when I know she was just keeping an eye on Valarian.

Valarian looks up at me, his cheek rested on his hand as he tried to use the laptop. Walking over to him, I run my fingers through his hair before bending down and kissing his forehead before kneeling next to him and looking at the

screen.

“What are you trying to do?” I ask him before standing and dragging the chair out beside him. He lets out a breath before looking at me.

“I wanna know who my dad is, why he left us. But I don’t kno✓ his last name, and Aunty Zo said to wait for you?” he says. I could tell he had been crying, his eyes were all puffy and red,

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he sniffled before plucking a tissue from the tissue box and blowing his nose.

He folds up his tissue into a perfectly neat square before placing it in the bin and washing his hands. I turn the laptop toward me before typing Alpha Valen Solace. Images and news articles pop up, and Valarian takes his seat next to me and looks at the screen before looking over at me, and I gesture toward the laptop.

“That’s your father,” I tell him, and he turns back to look at the

screen.

“We have the same eyes,” he says, looking at me. His amber eyes peer up at me, his lashes wet from crying. I nod sadly at him.

“Yes, you have his eyes; it’s a genetic trait on the male’s side,” I tell him, and he glances back at the pictures of his father on the screen.

“When I fell pregnant with you, I didn’t know your father was my mate, we met at an Alpha meeting, and we were both drinking, and that is when I became pregnant with you.”

“So you kissed, and I was created?”

I chuckle at his words, and so does Zoe behind me.

“Yep, that pretty much sums it up,” I tell him.

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he was your

I was a rogue whore, and I

reason you are a

fault, and I would choose you every time. If I could

concentration. I cup his cheek, brushing my

cheek.

you at an

next

even more

find out my

sigh before rubbing my eyes and

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tried to tell your father, and he didn’t believe me. I then saw him a couple of years later, but your dad was a bit tired and had too much to drink so he didn’t recognize me. He was confused, and I think he thought I broke into his house, so he kicked me off his territory before I could tell him about you,” I tell him.

chance to tell him, how long

ago now, when you were just a

Grandma Val died

my lip.” You shouldn’t listen

sweetie”

die because her mate didn’t

you being the biggest,” I tell him, and he nods, looking at the screen. He clicks on some photos, making them larger so he can see his father’s features better, and the pictures

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a bad

well I don’t think it is intentional, I think he is just perceived that way, kind of like how I am perceived to have done something wrong. People believe things about people that may not be true. It’s not fair, but it happens sometimes.”

I thought something was off about him; I always

family. It’s built

I was his son just by

why I can’t let you meet him,”

think for a second, and he stares at

picture off for you if you want?” He looks over at me and

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bed now,” he says, getting up and taking the laptop with him. He kisses my cheek before looking at Zoe, who was

“Night, aunty Zo.”

sweetie,” she replies, and