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.

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.

to clear my head. Get out of this suffocating office

a word to anyone, I strip off my clothes and shift, letting my wolf take over. He surges forward, all coiled power and barely leashed

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

to fight for her. Show her that I'm the

to do it the right way. Earn back her trust, her affection.

wolf growls, impatient and unsatisfied, but I push on. One step at a time.

each stride, the turmoil fades, replaced by

he rumbles, content for the first time

the tangled web of my love life

pleasure of the hunt, even if we're chasing nothing

the breeze. Something

his nose twitching as he catches the odor. Probably

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

course, following the trail deeper into the woods. The scent grows stronger with each bound,

through its skinny frame. It looks up at us with

I'm not just a wolf. And

Selene.

half-remembered fragment from days

here, alone and bedraggled? And why do I get the feeling that there's more to this dog than

intently from behind my eyes. Selene

there, a depth that no ordinary dog should possess.

catches me completely off guard. One moment he's all aloof disdain over 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

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