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.

voice rough with emotion. "There

even as the words leave my lips, I know it's futile. Whoever

it's not, we risk a war that will take

run crimson beneath our silver moon. A true war hasn't come to any

It's real.

many have already

love her, as much as my life revolves around

we're all being led to one conclusion,

my eyes,

Deep.

Slow.

will only lead to misstep. There's no more

many wolves rely on me for their safety,

his voice so soft not even the wolves near us would be able to decipher his

Sister Miriam. The connection I

much this

against the idea of establishing any sort of connection with those bloodsucking monsters, but we're operating too blind, and

isn't a time to wait around for the scraps any spies

can't keep

They're looking to me for guidance now more than ever before. And I won't let them

"Is everyone accounted for?"

are still missing," Ryder reports, ever the responsible delta as 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

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

in the intense heat radiating from the funeral mounds,

is reeling, grasping for answers that

did we let ourselves become so vulnerable? So exposed? The questions

the ground stays wet. We don't need a

acknowledgement before loping away, presumably to gather his

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