Chapter 121 Lucas: Still Searching

LUCAS

Being away from Ava is torture, but the random photo updates from Kellan help ease the ache in my heart. And the wolf snarling in my head.

He's pissed that we're far from her again, logic and reasoning be damned. And if I hear one more word about that damn dog, Selene—I don't even know what I'll do.

I can feel his frustration ease as we stare at the photo Kellan texted me; she's exhausted, her cheeks red with exertion and her bangs damp against her head.

She hasn't been wearing her glasses. Two days after her discharge, she'd complained about them making her vision blurry.

Vanessa and Dr. Beaumont are certain it's a sign that her wolf is awakening, but Ava had taken the news in stride, asking no questions.

Her disinterest worries me; to be wolfless is a curse among our people. To know that her wolf might come? She should be over the moon, praising the Goddess for such a blessing. And yet Ava acts as though it doesn't involve her.

Dr. Beaumont says it's probably a trauma response to her life in the Blackwood Pack, but I can't shake the feeling that there's something more to all of this.

Ultimately, it doesn't matter. As long as she's safe and happy, I won't ask for much more. It was hard to watch her as she lay in her hospital bed, day after day. Hard to watch as the nurses bathed her with gentle hands. Hard to watch as her cheeks thinned, even with the intravenous nutrition they'd started her on after three days.

Losing her would mean losing everything. I can't survive in this world knowing she isn't in it.

Simple daily activities like basic hygiene were out; no showers, and meals were only taken because Kellan would bring food and stand watch until I ate it. Lisa wouldn't eat until I did, and I remember thinking that Ava would kill me if her human friend starved to death because I was too sick at the thought of losing her.

Otherwise? The entire world could burn, as long as I was by her side.

up for

daydreaming about

"Alpha?"

Shit.

too much effort, but I focus again on the man in front of me. Vester's mild exasperation is clear in

"Yes?"

"The report…"

before he

resembling the description of Jessa

The Unregistered Communities.

for vampire

who work with the packs within their vicinity. Vampires, other classes of shifters, and even rogue wolves all live in peace in their corners of the country, some in thriving cities and others

there are the

rogues of the entire supernatural community, usually under the control of

no way to erase these communities from the world. There are too many,

Renard

him from our world, my wolf growls. He's bloodthirsty enough to challenge the entire pack, seeing little benefit from saving

not to agree with

through me at the thought of how much

clenches, his eyes darkening. "We've lost two scouts trying,

fury bleeding into my own. Two

slamming my fist on the table. The wood cracks under the

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