Chapter 50. End of Book 2

Pearl took a step backward, trying to distance herself. “Oh, good, you speak English. I was so worried we wouldn’t be able to chat.”

His eyes grew a bit colder, if that was possible. “Why didn’t you leave?”

“I love them. Why do you want to kill me?”

“Because you love them.”

She supposed that made a horrible kind of sense. Of course the kingdom didn’t want the Lycan to procreate. She was not only part Lycan, but a vessel for Lycan babies.

The hunter’s lips curled back and a low murmur peeled from them. Her body tingled, alien fingers raking her skin as the words poured forth from his mouth. She didn’t have to guess that the man was using magic; she could feel it.

Ripping the pepper spray from her pocket, she used the only weapon at her disposal. The stream hit him right in his narrowed, cold eyes. The hunter screeched and clawed at his face. She hoped like hell the Magic weren’t uber strong like the Lycan, and that he wouldn’t just brush off the chemical