Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 103

Chapter 103 Lucas: Bring Her Home

LUCAS

Selene follows us to the Blackwood pack lands, only veering off once we get close to Ava's family home.

She refuses to listen when I try to herd her back in the direction of the alpha's home, slipping around my besotted wolf to trot her way into the front yard, inspecting every inch.

She won't talk to me, my wolf whines pathetically in my head.

Fuck, is that what I sound like when I complain to him?

I hope not. He sounds like a lovesick teenager.

Why won't she speak to me? It must be your fault. She's mad at you. I told you not to reject our mate.

Again, with the me-blaming. I already know it's my fault; he doesn't have to rub it in. She's a dog, not a wolf. She's not talking to you because she can't. But my own explanation sounds… wrong.

There's no way that husky is a normal dog.

She smells like a dog, but she doesn't act like one.

Mate mate mate mate mate mate mate, he chants, following behind her with utmost devotion.

We've gotten more than a few stares from the shifters in the area, and whispers besides. None of them know why we're stalking a half-starved domestic dog in wolf lands.

I can't blame them for their curiosity, but I want to rip all their throats out for even questioning Selene's presence here.

My wolf growls in agreement, and Selene suddenly looks back at us with a distinct look of disapproval.

Is that possible?

looks like a dog, and yet every bit of her

One of mine. You. Go open the doors for her. Every single one. I'm not sure what she's looking for, but let her

he acknowledges, immediately jogging for

to the husky, but he's

under guard at all times, so there's no need to keep it

with purpose, her fluffy white tail held high, her hackles bristling. Ice-blue eyes narrow as she sniffs the entryway rug, a low snarl rumbling in her

wolf observes with concern. Why

me. Did she hear that? Her lips pull back, revealing sharp white teeth as she growls again, the sound echoing off

ears flattening back. Sorry, sorry. Don't be

a dog, remember? She can't understand

stupid human, my wolf snaps at me. Our mate is upset. We have

mate? I shake my head. She's not our mate. Ava is. This

based on the way she's sniffing

the rug. Traces of Ava's scent, honey and orange blossoms, along with the bitter tang of her fear. It raises my hackles,

unusual. Nothing that

nose must be inferior to ours, I muse. She's a dog, after all. Our senses are far more

my wolf snarls, startling me with his vehemence.

usually this hostile when he's angry with me. Annoyed, sure. Frustrated, definitely. But this

with her behavior gnawing at my mind. She huffs and grumbles

Ava's bedroom, Selene's agitation peaks. She leaps onto the bed, rolling and whining amidst the sheets. I can't help but take a deep

wolf whimpers, hunkering down in the doorway. We have

her out

perks up, his excitement palpable. We can

bedding. Her whines grow more pitiful by the second,

like this, my wolf

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