Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 6 Lucas: Gala (II)

LUCAS

I stare down at my phone, reading Kellan's texts with a furrowed brow, tapping my foot against the seat in front of me. I have yet to enter the ballroom, because I don't like dealing with this kind of shit. The annual fated mate hunt, where barely legal women throw themselves at you in hopes of finding that mystical connection. Fuck that.

[KELLAN: The Blackwood wolves are here, just as we suspected. There are definitely two daughters. The rumors might be true. I'm going in.]

[KELLAN: Keep an eye on the younger daughter. Something's off about her relationship with her family. Grey just about threw her away when I came up, and he's trying to get the older one in my pants.]

I'm surprised. It would make more sense if they had aimed for me, as the alpha, but to send Jessa Grey into Kellan's arms…

Unless they wanted another daughter. If Grey didn't want Kellan anywhere near the other one, perhaps it was because he had another target in mind.

If both his daughters were mated to the alpha and beta of my pack—yeah, I can see the appeal, if I was a two-headed snake like Grey. He would probably be running my pack within the year, if I were stupid enough to let something like that happen.

me and Kellan for being so young, as if we can only think with our dicks. Unfortunately for him, I've

and crushing it beneath my heel. Smoke wafts out of the

desperate she-wolf

and proud, his chest puffed

be young, but I'm not stupid. I know better than to trust a pack with a reputation like theirs. Their alpha didn't even show up, proving that he had little respect for the Council or the

it over in the next

phone and shoot off a quick text

What's the youngest daughter wearing? I don't see her

my gaze continues to roam the ballroom. And that's

around her face, and her thick-framed glasses only seem

gently around her hips, giving just

Classy. Sexy. Mine.

It's a sound I've never heard before, a

wolf urges me to get closer. Instead, I stick to the shadows and keep my eyes on her. She's uncomfortable, and walks as though her shoes are foreign, but