Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 102

Chapter 102 Lucas: Jealousy

LUCAS

She's going to talk to Clayton tonight.

She won't let me call her, but she'll talk to him.

Fuck. I'm going crazy.

My wolf gives me the silent treatment, a palpable wall of disapproval and resentment radiating from him. I know he blames me for this mess.

"I'm trying," I mutter, pacing the length of my office. "I'm doing everything I can to fix this."

There would be nothing to fix if you hadn't rejected our mate in the first place, he snaps, his voice dripping with accusation.

Rubbing my hands over my face, I struggle not to groan in frustration. He's right and I fucking hate it. If I hadn't been so goddamn stupid, Ava would have been with me long ago. Safe. Marked. Mine.

But I can't change the past. I can only try to salvage the future.

Go to her, my wolf demands. Claim her before he does.

I shake my head. "She needs space. I have to respect that."

Space is the last thing she needs. She needs her mate. She needs us.

temptation to give in, to storm over there and drag her back to my bed, is almost overwhelming. But I can't. I won't be that kind of alpha. That kind of man. I won't be enslaved to the urges of the fate

clear my head. Get out of this suffocating

off my clothes and shift, letting my wolf take over. He surges forward, all

the scents of summer filling my lungs. Out here, with nothing

Show her that I'm the one she belongs with, the only one who can give

the right way. Earn back her trust, her affection. Prove

and unsatisfied, but I push on. One step at a

against the forest floor drowns out the chaos in my head. With each stride, the turmoil fades, replaced by the simple joy of the run. My wolf

he rumbles, content for the first time

tangled web of my love life seem far away. There's only

if we're chasing nothing

a scent on the breeze. Something

my wolf snorts, his nose twitching as he catches the odor. Probably some human's

there's something familiar about it, something that tugs at my memory. I can't quite place it, but it draws me in

deeper into the woods. The scent

skinny frame. It looks up at us with wary blue eyes, hackles raising slightly at the sight of

just a wolf. And this is

Selene.

half-remembered fragment from

what is Selene doing out here, alone and bedraggled? And why do I

from behind my eyes. Selene stands her

ordinary dog should possess. As if she knows exactly

like a pup begging for attention. I can only watch in stunned disbelief as he

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