Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 178

Chapter 178 Lucas: Hunt Him Down

LUCAS

Hundreds of wolves flood the forest in search of the elusive vampire, filling my blood with the lust of the hunt and pride in my pack.

Ava's at the lodge and safe. I'm on my way. Kellan's mental voice is a welcome interruption.

Ryder scented him near the border of the human dairy farm. Take a team and move south, in case he's fucking with his trail.

Got it, Alpha.

Now that I don't have to worry about her safety, I can focus on this bastard who has the balls to come to our lands during this sacred time.

My wolf snarls, a vicious rumble deep in our shared chest as we race through the shadowed forest.

Moonlight weaves between the trees, illuminating the underbrush in random patterns, brushing against my dark fur as I weave between ancient trunks.

All around me, howls rise into the night sky. It's an eerie symphony of bloodlust, feral and free, as we rush through the land in pursuit, ready to tear any vampire we catch from limb from limb.

The pack's rage pulses through me, mingling with my own, until I can't distinguish where mine ends and theirs begins.

of my wrath, the seething maelstrom that demands vengeance and blood in price

alongside me. There.

Vampire.

unholy scent. My paws devour the

take your team northwest. Scent leads that

sounds more beast than man, roughened by the intensity of my focus. I sense Kellan's acknowledgment, feel him gathering the wolves under his command

your group around to flank from the east. Box the bastard

that dared to invade my territory, dared to threaten and kill my people. And

from his shoulders and mount it on a

the scent near the perimeter! Sabine, one of my hunters,

Ryder cuts in, his mental presence sharp with

through my gut. South should lead them

Kellan again, terse and grim. Miles from the

crowd the pack-link, wolves reporting contact with the same sickly sweet vampire stench in different locations. Scattered throughout

a low growl building in my chest. This isn't right.

Fuck.

in opposite directions—it's a ploy. The leech is trying to lure us out, divide

leaden weight in my stomach, a gnawing sense that we're missing something vital. Being played for fools by a

out with all my senses. Straining for any sign of the vampire's actual location amid the chaos of false trails. But

I command, my mental voice cracking through the pack-link like a whip. We're being toyed with. Ryder, Kellan, take a group each and sweep through the

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