Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 182

Chapter 182 Lucas: Ghoulish Discovery

LUCAS

Who the fuck steals burning bodies of the dead?

The motive is completely unfathomable.

Angry flames lick at the night sky, smoldering remnants of what should have been a sacred night, with souls returned to the embrace of the Moon Goddess.

Instead, there are eighteen disturbed mounds, with no bodies to be found.

Nude after my shift, my bare feet sink into the sodden earth as I move closer, mud squelching between my toes.

"Alpha." Kellan's voice cuts through the haze of my thoughts. He holds out a bundle of clothes, emergency spares we keep on hand for situations like this.

Grabbing only a pair of jeans, I pull them on with a vicious yank, fury boiling just beneath my skin. The breeze, cool and oblivious to the undercurrents of the night, is almost soothing against my heated skin.

Around me, my wolves move through the clearing, noses to the ground as they try to parse out any lingering scents. But there's nothing. The air is too clean, too pure. It's as if someone took a giant eraser and wiped away all traces of those who were here before us.

"I don't understand," I mutter, more to myself than anyone else. "How can there be no scent? It's like the area's been sanitized."

Kellan frowns, his brow furrowed in concentration. "It's not just the scents of the attackers that are missing. I can't even catch a whiff of Ava."

It's true. Even her scent has been erased from the very air around us.

I turn in a slow circle, taking in the scene with growing frustration. The disturbed heaps continue to burn, casting an eerie glow across the clearing.

My wolves move like shadows, their movements precise and focused as they search for any clue, any hint of who could have done this.

But there's nothing. No scent, no trail, no sign of the monsters responsible for this atrocity. It's as if they never existed.

with emotion. "There has to be something

the words leave my lips, I know it's futile. Whoever did this was meticulous, leaving no trace of their presence

But if it's not,

beneath our silver moon. A true war hasn't come to any pack in a long time. This is inconceivable, and yet we're living

It's real.

have already died,

life revolves around her, Ava

we're all being led to one conclusion, like

eyes, I

Deep.

Slow.

There's no

many wolves rely on me

voice so soft not even the wolves near us

I share with my beta is tight, so no

knowing how much

of connection with those

time to wait around for the scraps any spies

can't keep getting jerked

my eyes again, I square my shoulders as I turn back to face my wolves. They're

"Is everyone accounted for?"

he strides toward me. "I've already updated Vester at Blackwood, and they're on full alert. I have two groups out looking for our missing wolves. No one has seen them since the

casualties of whoever took the bodies," Kellan growls, slamming his fist into his hand. "They're

from the funeral

is reeling, grasping for answers

so vulnerable? So exposed?

pyres. Make sure the ground stays wet. We don't

before loping away, presumably to gather

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