Chapter 177 Ava: Accepting Her Pack

During the few funeral rites Alpha Renard held in Blackwood, he spent a lot of time pontificating. Especially during the rites for his sons.

Here, Lucas says nothing. Does nothing. Only stands there, his arms crossed over his chest, as he watches the pyres burn.

The amount of human bodies decreases as they all take to their wolf forms, standing and waiting. When I glance at Kellan, I can see that unfocused look in his eyes.

Lucas must be talking through the pack link.

That's why it's quiet.

There are wolves to either side of him, and I don't recognize any of them. Then again, I know very few members of the pack.

I'd chafed over that, used it as an excuse to go to the party.

But how much effort had I made to get to know these people?

At every turn, I felt stifled by their regard for me as Lucas' mate.

Did I ever engage the wolves around me in conversation? I don't even know most of their names.

If I can't even get to know the bodyguards sent to keep me safe at the cost of their own lives…

What kind of person doesn't even try, and just complains about her lack of freedom?

If I had gotten to know them, perhaps things would be different. Instead of complaining that I couldn't go anywhere without them, maybe outings would have been fun with them. Maybe the other pack members would have seen me trying to be friends…

Ah.

All those people watching me during training take on a different meaning in my head now.

Who would welcome an aloof wolf into their midst, knowing she's made no effort to assimilate into the pack?

My whining is a sour taste in my mouth, especially knowing that some of those people have now lost their lives because of me.

the loss of life and injuries, I'd never once put a single one of their

ears flat

more, and I stroke a

breaking eye contact with those burning pyres and the smoke covering the sky in

pack to save Lisa, I whisper back, feeling the tears filling my eyes once more. We cannot lose more people. I don't know what to do. I don't know what's right. But I know

Selene stiffens. Ava.

voice catches me off guard. She's no longer staring toward the bodies burning in front of us. She's

What is it?

lifts her muzzle, her nostrils flaring as she scents

to notice anything. No one here does, and they're all in their wolf forms

and I remain in

his amber eyes fiery as they reflect the light of

between us is a warm weight, a comfort in my chest, even

wait until his eyes meet mine. Not wanting to cause panic with words, I jerk my thumb

in the same direction with a frown, before that familiar, unfocused look hits his eyes

breaks away from the pack in that

can hear her mental whine, as if she's struggling not

presses her body against my shins, even as she continues to stare in

focus on my

thought of that. It isn't like every member of the

the others. His fur is so dark it's nearly black, but the flickering light of the funeral pyres highlights the

lifts his muzzle to the sky as the last vestiges of twilight fade into the oncoming night. A howl rips from his throat, deep and

grief and loss. Tears streak down my cheeks, but I make no move to wipe them away.

continue to burn, several wolves break from the pack and lope

the night in their wolf forms," Kellan murmurs in my ear, his voice taut with tension. "A pack hunt to

eyes are locked on Lucas' wolf. He stares back at me, his amber eyes glowing in the flickering light. The bond between us pulses, and I want nothing more than to

beside me, a low whine escaping her. Ava, we should

can even respond, Lucas bolts. His powerful legs propel him forward at

Kellan barks, shoving

snarls and growls that sound far too vicious for a

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