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.

won't be that kind of alpha. That kind of man.

head. Get out of this

wolf take over. He

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

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

way. Earn back her trust,

push on. One

rhythm of our paws against the forest floor drowns out the chaos in my head. With each stride, the turmoil fades, replaced by

he rumbles, content for the first time in

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

hunt, even if we're chasing nothing but our own shadows.

on the

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

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

trail deeper into the woods. The scent grows

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

not just a wolf. And this is no

Selene.

mind, a half-remembered fragment from days of watching Ava in

what is Selene doing out here, alone and bedraggled? And why do I get the feeling that there's more to this dog than meets the

approach the husky, my wolf watching intently from behind my eyes. Selene

should possess. As if she

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

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