Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 202

Chapter 202 Lucas: Council (I)

Alphas arguing with alphas is nothing but a waste of time.

The dregs of cold coffee stick in my throat as I set my mug down with a thud. Fuck, I'm exhausted. My eyelids feel like sandpaper against my eyes, and I rub at them with the futile hope of easing the discomfort.

Forty-eight hours.

Two damn days since I've seen the inside of my eyelids for more than a blink.

I haven't had a chance to even speak a single word with Ava. Not even a text.

It's impossible to keep her a secret forever, but without knowing how far I can trust these other alphas—bringing her into this mess is a risk I refuse to take.

The last thing I need is for the Council to push back and demand that Ava be returned to Alpha Blackwood in order to prevent any more vampire attacks.

Jericho's worries have set root in my belly, growing an entire forest of doubt and concern. He's right. Ava's not enough of a reason to breach the peace we've upheld for so long. Far longer than any of our lifetimes.

There's something else there. Something I was too blind to see. And we need to act.

Now. Before any other tragedies come to be.

The stink of unrest taints the air, setting my teeth on edge.

Clayton's steely gaze. He's been the ally in my corner, standing

ally in the Council, isn't convinced that there's a concern to the entire territory. Oh, he believes that there's danger—at my front

Westwood.

everything inside of me, inside my wolf, screams

will be slaughtered without a chance to fight back. We've already witnessed how easily they can invade our lands and fight

leeches crossing into Westwood territory, bold as brass, are just the beginning. A first strike in

herding cats. Suspicious, prideful, territorial cats, who'd rather bury their

rumbling baritone cutting through the murmured side

back on track. We've argued enough. Alpha Westwood, state your request again, and we'll vote

groaning across the floor. All eyes snap to

stalemate needs to

encroachment on Westwood land is no isolated incident. It's calculated. Deliberate. A test of our defenses, of our ability to react. It's the first steps

than the first step to

Talon of Whispering Pines. He was friend to both Xavier's Silvermoon pack and that bastard Blackwood, with

across his face. Even so, it's a testament to his power that no alpha

Xavier during my attack on Blackwood. Of course, then we had only asked him to turn a blind eye. Here,

always sounds moral. Waiting to hear both sides of the story, refusing to take

is

pack the most, instead of acting in the best interest

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