Lycan's Prey by Jessica Hall

Chapter 70 288 Vouchers Soren shifts, attempting to make even less of himself, pressingagainst the wall like we can somehow bleed into the tiles. Maribel, however, is not one to be put off. "Don't mind me; we are both girls, after all.” She giggles. “You haven't got anything I haven't got!" She chirps like that is supposed to makefeel better about being spotted naked by my fake mother in law. Oh gosh please don't open the door. "Soren disappeared on me. Oh well, I have other things to do," she says and I try to peer out the frost glass but only see a shadow through the thick shower screen. She seems to be fixing her hair in the mirror. "So, I was thinking about the something blue for the wedding. We have a traditional family anklet for the wedding, it's been passed down generations to each bride. But I need to measure your ankle, I was a bit of a porker when I married and Soren's last wife thought it was gaudy and refused to wear it. It won't take long, I just need to measure your ankle to see if I need to get the chain and links adjusted." I panic internally. Soren's presence here could not be discovered, especially not like this. “Oh, I'll just finish up and jump out.” “No, no, you're fine, I don't want to disturb you, just slip a leg out the door I will be quick, I have a measuring tape here, I always carry one you never know," she insists, and I pull a face at Soren as we both stare at her through the glass. Did she 0.00% ||| O Chapter 70 288 Vouchers just pull a measuring tape from her cleavage? I shake my head at him. I am not having his mothers boob tape measure my ankle! I nudge him, and he nudgesback as we have a silent mouth war, I am almost tempted to shove him out and give him up to his mother! "You do it!" he mouths and I point at the door, we probably look ridiculous like we are miming at each other in sforeign language neither of us understands. No! I mouth at him and he presses his lips in a line when his mother's voice reaches us again. "Don't be shy. It will only take a second, dear. I won't even look, promise; just slip a leg out." I grit my teeth when Soren suddenly lifts his pants leg, and I stare at him before my eyes widen in horror as he slips his leg out the door. Oh goddess! He smirks atand I cover my mouth with my hands to stop from giggling when he shoves his leg out the door giving it a wiggle. His hairy leg sticks awkwardly through the frosted shower screen, looking completely out of place. There's a sharp intake of breath from Maribel. "Oh good god!" she gasps. "Is everything alright?" I ask her and Soren givesa pointed look. "Ah yes dear. I'm just taken aback a little. Wow, I certainly don't have legs like that, they're so... so..." she tries to find words as if not to insult me, but I am just staring at his leg in horror and trying not to laugh. "Rugged?" she questions her own choice of words. I peer down at his leg sticking out. "Is it a werewolf thing?" she asks. Soren jabsin the ribs. 24.11% 0 < Chapter 70 288 Vouchers "Ah, yes, from the approaching full moon." I blurt, and he looks atlike I am nuts. "It looks so coarse. It reminds me... of pubic hair." "Good heavens," she gasps, and Soren stiffens when I see his mother's hand graze up his leg. "It's like you're part monkey. You put Alaric to shwith this fur! And Soren doesn't mind?" she asks. "Oh, he lovesall natural," I tell her as she continues to stroke his leg. "I never realized how hairy werewolves are. That will certainly have to go before the wedding. You'll be the talk of the town." She measures his ankle, noticing his feet. "Oh Goddess, they're like flippers," She comments. "We are going to have hell trying to find heels to fit these." she pokes his big toe. "Just a full moon thing; they'll shrink." I blurt, covering my mouth to stifle my laugh. Soren glares at me, mouthing to get rid of her. "Definitely in need of a pedicure, maybe a groomer, I've never seen anything like it." "Are you hairy like that all over?" she asks curiously. "Only near a full moon, I usually keep myself covered to not scare Max." I tell her. Soren slips his leg in and shuts the door quickly. "I can imagine it gavequite the fright myself. Not to worry, we'll take care of it." she mutters like that is a serious task that O Chapter 70 288 Vouchers needs to cfirst. "Okay, Maribel. I think I have to get out now," I manage to say between my stifled laughter. His face is beet-red with embarrassment, and the way he squirms is just too funny as she strokes his shin like it's soddity she needs to feel. "I'm starting to prune." "Oh, dear me!" Maribel exclaims when she finally takes my hint and withdraws his leg from the bathroom. "I'll go then. We wouldn't want you turning into a wrinkly prune, too, would we?" She chuckles at her own joke. There's a moment of silence, followed by a sigh. “Oh right, of course, dear. I'll get out of your hairs I mean way, I will get out of your way." She says before stepping out of the bathroom and closing the door behind her, muttering about how fascinating she-wolves are. The moment we hear the bedroom door shut, Soren and I burst out laughing. It's the kind of relieved laughter that comes from narrowly avoiding disaster mixed with the utter absurdity of the situation. I elbow him in the ribs, but it's useless against his hard abs. "You could have gotten us both caught!" But despite my scolding words, I can't quite suppress my own laughter either. The absurdity of the situation is just too much. "I'm sorry," he says between chuckles, “I didn't think she'd actually cin here." "Next time, choose a better hiding place!" I say, trying to suppress my giggles. My hand finds its way to his chest, feeling the hard muscles 70.89% 0 < Chapter 70 288 Vouchers beneath his shirt. I can't help but trace the outline of his abs, each ridge and groove sending a jolt of heat between my legs. He chuckles, his fingers trace a line down my bare arm, leaving goosebumps in their wake. I shiver, my body responding to his touch despite my attempts to remain focused. 401