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 radiates her disapproval of

doors for her. Every single one. I'm

he acknowledges, immediately jogging for

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

all times, so there's no need to keep

white tail held high, her hackles bristling. Ice-blue eyes narrow as she sniffs the

wolf observes with concern. Why is she angry? Is

her head up to glare at me. Did she hear that? Her lips pull back, revealing sharp white teeth as she growls again,

wolf lowers his head and whines, his ears flattening back. Sorry, sorry. Don't

inwardly. She's a dog, remember? She

me. Our

shake my head. She's not our mate. Ava

something, based on the way she's sniffing every inch of the entryway. What does she

nose to the hardwood, inhaling deeply. Bleach, pine-scented cleaner, the musty smell of the rug. Traces of Ava's scent,

Nothing that would warrant

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

up, my wolf snarls, startling me with his vehemence. Selene is perfect. She's

he's

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

and whining amidst the sheets. I can't help but take a deep breath, Ava's scent flooding

wolf whimpers, hunkering down in

about flying her

excitement palpable. We

watch as Selene continues to burrow into the bedding. Her whines grow more pitiful by

wolf insists. She's

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