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.

my wrath, the seething maelstrom that demands vengeance and blood

warm musk of my wolves racing alongside me. There. A trace of

Vampire.

surges as I lunge in the direction of that unholy scent. My paws devour the distance,

your team northwest. Scent leads

my focus. I sense Kellan's acknowledgment, feel him gathering the wolves

your group around to flank from the east. Box

filth that dared to invade my territory, dared to

back from gleaming fangs in a silent snarl. When we do, I'll tear his fucking head from his shoulders and mount it on a pike for all to see.

scent near the perimeter! Sabine, one of my hunters, her excitement bleeding through

presence sharp with confusion. But it's... to the

gut. South should lead them away

the human farms. Kellan again, terse and grim. Miles from the original trail.

sickly sweet vampire stench in different locations. Scattered throughout our territory

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

Fuck.

leading in opposite directions—it's a

sense that we're missing something vital. Being played for fools by a cunning monster who knows exactly how to manipulate

senses. Straining for any sign of the vampire's actual location amid the chaos

the pack-link like a whip. We're being toyed with. Ryder, Kellan, take a

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