Chapter 186 Ava: Lucas, Short-Sighted

"A war would decimate our world," Kellan says. "The vampires won't take that risk. They're outnumbered by our packs."

"Outnumbered, yet they waltz into our lands as they please and have taken how many of our young lives?" Jericho counters. "Do you even know how many vampires are behind this? Is it one? Or several? And what do you hope the answer is?"

"One, of course—"

"And what are you going to do when only one vampire can breach your defenses so easily? Imagine when twenty of them join hands."

Kellan's mouth snaps closed, and Lucas growls in frustration. "You have something to say, old man. Spit it out."

"You've been taking this threat too lightly. Too focused on your mate to see the forest for the trees. No vampire would do this for one little thrall. What do they hope to gain by antagonizing our pack?"

"They're working with Renard. He's always been out to increase his land and power."

Jericho's gaze bores into Lucas, a withering stare that seems to strip away years of authority and experience, reducing my mate to nothing more than a foolish pup. The old wolf's words slice through the tension like a razor, each syllable dripping with disdain.

"Why in the seven hells would vampires ever ally with an idiot like Renard?"

The question hangs in the air, a challenge and an accusation all at once. Lucas stiffens beside me at the challenge, but the old wolf isn't finished.

"Not all vampires live in the Unregistered Communities," Jericho reminds us, his tone sharp with impatience. "Only the ones who refused to submit to human oversight. If those cities are starting to fight back, we're looking at a war on a national scale. It won't be just Westwood's problem anymore."

A war between vampires and shifters, spilling out beyond the borders of our territories and into the human world? The thought alone is enough to make my blood run cold.

But Lucas isn't ready to concede the point. "If that's true," he counters, "then why aren't other packs reporting similar issues? Everything that's happened so far can be traced back to Renard's greed for Ava."

"Until now." Jericho jabs his thumb over his shoulder, out the window. "They took the bodies tonight. What does that have to do with Renard or Ava?"

because we all know there's no answer

Alpha. Too inexperienced. Keep

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leave that the tension in

with absent-minded strokes of his hand, oblivious to how her hackles raise at

in the wrinkles around the corners of his eyes, the heavy set of his brow, and the tightness around his mouth. I can

of the resource right

respect from both the pack and Lucas himself, yet at times, he's dismissed as

curiosity mirrors

together against the enemy. Someone like Jericho should

his chin atop my head. The warmth of his

he asks softly, his breath tickling my ear.

searching for the right words. "I was worried," I admit, my voice barely above a

tenses, his arms

has a plan, though," I continue, choosing my words carefully. "And I'm not sure if it's a plan we should support. I don't know what

"My authority and strength is

Lucas. But maybe… Just

don't want to say Jericho's name out loud, feeling like those waters are too deep for me to

eyes, a brief respite from the gravity of our situation. "You

Selene sneezes.

go into danger. I'm starting to understand the immense responsibility you

tumble out of me, a confession long overdue,

is quiet, content to let the gravity of the moment reign. It's a relief to be close to him without desire

finally accepted the bond in its entirety?

sorry, Lucas. I'm sorry for my demands and for holding myself apart from the pack. As your mate, I know I fall short. I haven't been

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