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?

bit of her radiates her disapproval of our frustration with the

for her. Every single one. I'm not sure what she's looking for, but let

immediately

when he gets a little too close to the husky, but he's already used to our bad temper and

house is under guard at all times, so there's

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

my wolf observes with concern. Why is she

Her lips pull back,

whines, his ears flattening back. Sorry, sorry. Don't be mad. We're here to

She's a dog, remember? She can't understand

wolf snaps at me. Our mate is upset. We have

She's not our mate. Ava is. This is just a

way she's sniffing every inch of the

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

Nothing that would warrant Selene's

be inferior to ours, I muse. She's a dog, after all. Our

startling me with his vehemence. Selene

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

gnawing at my mind. She huffs and grumbles as she investigates each room, her

agitation peaks. She leaps onto the bed, rolling and whining amidst the sheets. I can't help but take a deep breath, Ava's scent flooding my senses. Honey and

needs Ava, my wolf whimpers, hunkering down in the doorway. We have

already thinking about flying her

My wolf perks up, his excitement palpable. We

into the bedding. Her whines grow more pitiful by the second, tugging at something

leave her like this, my wolf insists. She's hurting. Ava will

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