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Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 166
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Chapter 166 Every door I pass is locked, the handles cold and unyielding as I test them in vain, my panic mounting with each one. I can hear the pounding of footsteps behind me, fast and relentless, drawing closer with each passing second. Rhett's anger crackles through the air, his voice echoing down the corridor.

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"You think you can escape me?" His voice drips with rage, each word a promise of retribution. "You're only making this worse for yourself, Aubrey!" I ignore him, forcing myself to keep moving. My lungs burn, my muscles screaming in protest, but I push through the pain, willing my legs to carryfaster. Every step feels like an eternity, but I can't afford to slow down. I round a corner and spot a staircase at the end of the hall, the metal steps spiraling up into darkness. My chest tightens with hope.

An exit. There has to be an exit.

I throw myself at the stairs, my feet pounding against the metal as I begin to climb. The sound echoes through the stairwell, loud and frantic, and I know Rhett can hear every step, can feel every beat of my desperation. But I don't stop. Up and up, each step takingfurther from his reach.

"Aubrey, don't be stupid!" he shouts, his voice closer now, vibrating with fury. "If you cback now, I might go easy on you. Make this easy on yourself!" I clench my jaw, blocking him out, focusing only on the next 0.00% Chapter 166 288 Vouchers step, the next turn in the staircase. His words mean nothing to me. I know what he'll do if he catches me, the twisted plans he has in store. And I'd rather die than let him mark me, let him turninto a pawn in his sick game.

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The staircase seems endless, each flight leading to another, the air growing colder and damper as I climb. My legs feel like lead, the initial burst of adrenaline beginning to fade, replaced by sheer, aching exhaustion. But I can't stop. Not now. I force myself onward, lungs burning, my vision blurring as I push through the pain. Behind me, I hear the clanging of footsteps, getting closer, echoing up the stairwell like the sound of an approaching storm. Rhett's voice carries up, his tone dark, simmering with fury.

"You can't hide from me, Aubrey!" he bellows. "This will only end one way, and you know it!" Flickering fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting eerie shadows that seem to stretch and reach foras I flee. The musty smell of damp concrete and mildew fills my nostrils with each desperate breath, thick and sour in the back of my throat. My muscles scream with exhaustion, but I push harder, ignoring the burning in my lungs. Behind me, I hear the slap of footsteps, the unmistakable sound of a hunt, and my heart hammers faster. "Stop her!" Bianca's shrill voice echoes through the hall, tinged with panic and fury.

"Get back here!" Rhett roars, his voice rough and savage, carrying an edge that makes my blood run cold. The sound of his heavy footsteps pounding against the concrete grows louder, and I know he's gaining on me, each step closing the small gap between us. Fear surges like a shot of adrenaline, 35.16% Chapter 166 288 Vouchers

spurringto run faster, my legs, burning with every stride.

I burst into a larger room, the space opening up suddenly around me. My eyes dart frantically, taking in the cavernous darkness, every comer er fitted with strange, hulking shapes. Old machines and forgotten furniture litter the room, casting long, jagged shadows that shift under the flickering lights. There has to be a way out, I think, panic rising in my throat as I search for an escape.

Then I see it-a set of metal stairs bolted against the far wall, winding up toward what I can only hope is freedom. Without hesitation, bolt toward them, my legs burning with renewed effort. I take the steps two at a time, the metal clanging underfoot, each sound feeling like it will giveaway. Behind me, I hear Rhett's labored breathing, closer now, the rage in his voice echoing off the concrete walls.