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.

I can't. I won't be that kind of alpha. That kind of man. I won't be enslaved to the urges

head. Get out of this suffocating office and just...

take over. He surges forward, all coiled power and barely leashed aggression, and

whips past us as we run, the scents of summer filling my lungs. Out here, with nothing but the wind and

have to do. I have to fight for her. Show her that I'm the one she belongs

back her trust, her affection. Prove that I'm

but I push on. One

out the chaos in my head. With each stride, the turmoil fades, replaced by the simple

need, he rumbles,

help but agree. Out here, the complications of pack politics and the tangled web of my love life seem far away. There's

if we're chasing nothing but

then, a scent on the

as he catches the odor. Probably some human's lost

that tugs at my memory. I can't quite place it, but it draws me in

woods. The scent grows stronger with

A husky, its fur matted and dull, ribs showing through its skinny frame. It looks up

a wolf. And this is no ordinary

Selene.

a half-remembered fragment from

is Selene doing out here, alone and bedraggled? And why do I get the feeling that there's

from behind

a depth that no ordinary dog should

stray dogs, and the next he's groveling on his belly like a pup begging for attention. I can only watch in stunned disbelief as he army-crawls his way over to Selene, his tail wagging

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