Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 239 "Second one is correct," I tell her. She nods, her gaze moving to the window.

"Just not in Max's room. He doesn't need my blood spilled on his carpet." She turns towardand starts for the door. I step aside letting her pass and she moves down the corridor toward the stairs. We follow her, and Damian seizes her arm quickly as we pass my bedroom. I follow, knowing Damian will lead her to the dungeons.

Yet once we are down the stairs, instead of turning for the dungeons she turns for the back of the castle where the courtyard is. Damian jerks on her arm.

"I don't want to die in the dungeons, can we do it outside?" she asks like she is asking for something common, not willingly going to her death. Damian looks at me, I can tell he feels conflicted, this woman has been in our lives for years.

"I'll allow it, you won't run," I tell her, and she shakes her head.

"What would be the point, I wouldn't get far." I swallow, emotion getting to me.

Damian lets her go, and we follow her, maids step into her path as she leaves, she pretends nothing is going on, telling them goodnight. Chatting with them, but they realize something is wrong when they noticeand Damian following her. Mary, one of the kitchen hands is the last to stop her as we pass the kitchen, she is looking at two packets of chocolate when she spots Mavis. I know the two women Chapter 230 are close. They knit together on Tuesdays, it used to drive Max nuts being dragged along. “Ah, the perfect person to ask." She holds up both ingredients and I notice a heap of desserts being made on the kitchen bench for the wedding.

"Which of these would be best for the strawberry tarts, Mavis?" Mary asks, holding up dark chocolate and the other is milk chocolate.

Mavis stops in her tracks, her gaze lingering on the array of sweets on the counter behind her. Taking a deep breath, she smiles at Mary. "The dark chocolate, it has a richer taste which will go nice with the tarts. Just make sure you make a smaller one for Max. He hates dark chocolate," Mavis advises.

Mary flashes her an appreciative smile as Mavis is about to walk off, she speaks again. "Where are you off to this late?" "Just going for a stroll." "Might want to take a jacket, it is a little chilly outside tonight," Mary chuckles.

"Will do," Mavis tells her, and she continues to move towards the castle's exit when Mary notices us, she stares at us.

"Is everything okay, my King, do you need something?" Mary asks.

"No, Mary, just going for a walk." I tell her gently. She nods, wandering off back into the kitchen but I see her glance back at the door when she sets the chocolate down.

Upon reaching the large oak doors, Mavis turns around to look at the Castle one final time. Her face is calm yet filled with sorrow; there is a defeated acceptance in her eyes that 25 27% Chapter 239 takes my breath away.

"I am ready," she whispers.

I can't deny seeing Mavis like this causes an ache in my heart. However, the damage done was too severe to ignore.

A chilly wind blows through the castle courtyard as she steps. out and where we finally stop. Mavis takes a slow, deliberate look around, as if trying to etch every detail into her memory, when I feel the mindlink open up. All staff in a panic, whispers getting around quickly wanting to know if Mavis is okay. Mavis's eyes move to the windows of the castle, and I turn to look at the castle too.

When I do, I gasp, seeing all my staff looking out at us when Mary comes rushing out the doors, her face tear stricken. She glances at Mavis and then at me, I know they all want to know what is going on. I turn my attention back to Mavis, knowing I have to end this, still everyone's sudden presence makes that incredibly difficult when all my staff love this woman. We all do.

"I loved her, I love Max." Mavis says, looking up at the moon. "Fear makes people do stupid things. I feared your reaction. I feared losing Max, he is the last part of her." she murmurs and I nod.

"But it's okay my King, as much as I love them, I love you." she says, turning her attention toand my lip quivers as I step forward.

"That is why I won't allow this on your conscience," she murmurs before lifting her hand.

hand. When she does, I see her claws are extended, and she slashes her own throat. Mary screams as blood spurts from her neck, and she falls to her The content. is on novelenglish.net! Chapter 239 knees.

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Mary rushes to her, but Damian grabs Mary's arm to stop her. While all I can do is stare at the woman bleeding to death in my courtyard. Mavis collapses, her blood seeping into the earth. Since losing Jacinta she has had no ability to heal nor has she been able to complete the shift. Her body convulses as the life continues to drain from her, but there is no sign of regret on Mavis's face. Even as she dies, she carries an air of dignity and acceptance that leaves a lump in my throat.

No words cto me. What can be said at this moment? Mary is sobbing now, her hands reaching out desperately towards Mavis, but she is still restrained by Damian.

The courtyard falls deathly silent, save for Mary's muted sobs. Nobody moves; we are all frozen in our grief over the sudden loss of a woman who had always been part of our family here.

Unable to handle the sight before me, I turn to see my mother step out, her hands go to her mouth in horform we when she notices Mavis, then her gaze goes to me. I say nothing, instead I walk back inside the castle trying to hold myself together. Chapter 240