Prey Drive

Contents Copyright Blurb Content Warnings multiverse (mul·ti·verse): Dedication Prologue 1. Chapter 1 2. Chapter 2 3. Chapter 3 4. Chapter 4 5. Chapter 5 6. Chapter 6 7. Chapter 7 8. Chapter 8 9. Chapter 9 10. Chapter 10 11. Chapter 11 12. Chapter 12 13. Chapter 13 14. Chapter 14 15. Chapter 15 16. Chapter 16 17. Chapter 17 18. Chapter 18 19. Chapter 19 20. Chapter 20 21. Chapter 21 22. Chapter 22 23. Chapter 23 24. Chapter 24 25. Chapter 25 26. Chapter 26 27. Chapter 27 28. Chapter 28 29. Chapter 29 30. Chapter 30 31. Chapter 31 32. Chapter 32 33. Chapter 33 34. Chapter 34 35. Chapter 35 36. Chapter 36 37. Chapter 37 38. Chapter 38 39. Chapter 39 40. Chapter 40 41. Chapter 41 42. Chapter 42 43. Chapter 43 44. Chapter 44 45. Chapter 45 46. Chapter 46 47. Chapter 47 48. Chapter 48 49. Chapter 49 50. Chapter 50 51. Chapter 51 52. Chapter 52 53. Chapter 53 54. Chapter 54 55. Chapter 55 Epilogue Pinky Promise 56. Prey Drive Bonus Chapters Join the spoiler room! Join my Coven! About Jen Also by Jen Stevens Copyright © 2023 Jen Stevens www.jenstevenswrites.com All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written consent of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotation embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Cover design: Ashes & Vellichor Editing: Nice Girl, Naughty Edits Blurb I have two secrets. One of them died with me. The other haunts me. I'm not sure if he's a ghost, a dream, or my living nightmare, but Sebastian Lancaster seems to have sunken his claws into every aspect of my life before I even accept that he's real. A New York billionaire with far more things to be interested in than the poor girl renting his family's vacation home, Sebastian seems to evade all the stereotypes I've assigned to him. But there's more to my stalker mystery man than he's letting on. While I'm trying to rebuild my life after being given a second chance, he spends his evenings as the judge, jury, and executioner against those responsible for his sister's death. It's not until my abusive ex-boyfriend returns to finish what he started that Sebastian reveals to me what he truly is: a cold-hearted killer. Monster or not, he's claimed me as his own, and if there's one thing Sebastian has made clear, it's that he doesn't like to share. Will I be his next victim or the one who saves him from his darkness? Prey Drive is a dark and twisted story about obsession, desire, and the lengths a man will go to defend the ones he loves. Content Warnings This book is intended for a mature audience only! Anyone who considers themselves as a sensitive reader should review the list of content warnings prior to starting this book. A full list content warnings can be found here. Please read at your own risk. xoxo, Jen multiverse (mul·ti·verse): a theoretical reality that includes a possibly infinite number of parallel universes. For anyone who believes there’s more to this world than what we can see with our eyes. Prologue the lamb - 1 year ago Darkness blankets the house as I pull my car into the driveway. Once again, Gabe didn’t bother leaving a single light on for me, despite the countless times I’ve asked. When I reach the door, I'm surprised to discover that it's unlocked. Flipping the light switch in the kitchen, I hear my mother groan from her spot at the kitchen table as the unforgiving bulb comes to life above her head. She blinks owlishly, slowly uncurling herself from the awkward position she was slumped into over the table. She fell asleep here. Or rather, passed out. Who knows how long she’s been lying there in the dark? I want to kick her out, but Gabe guilts me about it every time I even mention the idea of sending her packing. I’m starting to think their relationship is getting a little too cozy, but I can’t bring myself to feel any sort of jealousy. I truly couldn’t care less, and that scares me worse than the idea of losing my boyfriend to my mother. “What time is it?” she croaks, rubbing her forehead. There’s a clock on the stove right beside me, but she can’t be bothered to look at it. “It’s past midnight. You should go to your room if you’re tired,” I tell her, my voice more gentle than she deserves. Especially when her nose curls up and her mouth tilts down in the scowl she seems to reserve only for me. “Don’t tell me what to do,” she spits defiantly, grabbing for the pack of cigarettes sitting right beside her. A disappointed groan erupts from her throat when she turns the box upside down and discovers it’s empty. Then her eyes find me again, glaring as if I’m the one who smoked them all. I've told her more times than I can count that she can't smoke in the house, but it always falls on deaf ears. At this point, my entire security deposit is going to go to her addictions. Refusing to engage in another argument with her, I huff out a frustrated breath and walk past her toward the living room just as Gabe walks through the front door. “You’re home late,” I greet, not bothering to slow my steps down the hallway. He glances toward the kitchen, where my mom is mumbling nonsensical words to herself, and then back