Chapter 168 Ava: Riot

It isn't impossible, but it might kill her before we get any results. Her answer isn't quite hesitant, but not firm, either.

"You're not telling me something."

It is hard to explain. Selene stands and shakes herself. The only thing we can do is try. But it is a great risk. We should talk to Vanessa before trying, I think, if you wish to have her renounce her pack. As a healer, she might be able to help us through the roughest part.

That makes sense, only—

Selene and I share a startled glance as the chaotic noises from outside crescendo into a cacophony of snarls and shouts. Terror seizes my throat, memories of the party flashing through my mind, but I push past it.

We rush to the window, and my heart nearly stops at the sight below.

It's a full-on brawl. Wolves. Shifters in their human form. They're all locked together, dozens of Blackwood wolves overwhelming the few guards at the lodge.

Ava, we need to go. Selene's voice is sharp in my mind, urging me into action.

We race downstairs, my pulse pounding in my ears. There are no bodyguards to stop me; they're in the fray.

Fuck. I'm going to end up with twenty of them after Lucas hears about this.

"Ava! Get back inside!" Kellan's voice rises above the din, his face a mask of fury as he grapples with a snarling wolf.

Before I can respond, movement catches my eye. A Blackwood. Someone I vaguely recognize.

He launches at me, his body twisting and contorting as he shifts in midair.

But Selene is faster. She meets the wolf head-on, and her snarl sends ice through my bones as she knocks him down.

I guess her body isn't very domestic dog, after all.

Chaos erupts around me. Claws and teeth flash past, barely missing me as I dodge and weave, my bodyguards struggling to form a protective wall between me and the battling wolves. Snippets of conversation reach my ears, painting a grim picture.

"—fuck all of you—"

"—never going to submit—"

with dread in my gut. He's on his way, but how far is

Ava. Selene's voice is a

no idea where she is. I can sense her in this mess

the fray, determined to help subdue the riot. Shouts of "traitor" and "bitch" assail me from all sides, the Blackwood wolves'

Mason's mother, her eyes wild

and terror freeze me for a

close around my throat, squeezing, choking off

me, but my body reacts on instinct. A twist, a shove, and she's off me, my hands moving to flip her to the ground. But something goes wrong. The

stop with

What

battle fading to a dull roar in my ears. I stumble back, my heart hammering against my

Selene's voice, distant and

in my chest as the

Todd Mason's mother.

Ava! Get it together!

before

of shock threatening to

Another Blackwood wolf, eyes blazing with hatred, lunges at me. My body moves before my mind

the wolf's foreleg as he passes. With a sharp twist, I use his own momentum against him, sending him

dead? Did I just kill another one? But then I see the faint rise and fall of his chest, and

harden my heart, to push aside the guilt and horror of what I've done. It's easier this time, knowing he's not dead by my hand. But the weight of Todd Mason's mother's lifeless body

cuts through the chaos, and I whip around to see Clayton's massive wolf form bounding into the fray, flanked by several other wolves. Their arrival shifts

the edge of my

I call out in my mind, my voice tinged with urgency. Do

wariness. I don't know what it is, but we need to

though she can't see

in my ears as we draw closer,

that I can't ignore. Selene runs at my side, her presence a reassuring constant in the

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