Tangled

Chapter 9

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LUCAS

Ava’s slight form disappears into the twisted shadows

of the trees, still bursting to life from the return of spring. The full moon above seems to mock me, mock

this.

Ava Grey. Beta Grey’s youngest daughter. Someone who’s been hidden from all of us until tonight.

A growl rips from my throat and my fist slams into the trunk of the tree beside me, pain radiating up my arm. Blood drips from cuts sustained from the tough bark,

and I welcome the burn of torn skin.

Yanking my phone out of my back pocket, I redial Kellan, trying not to blame him for the rage I feel. If he had texted me back, if he had called me, if he had done anything to let me know Ava Grey was a tiny, blonde little thing in a black dress and glasses, I wouldn’t have gone so far tonight. Wouldn’t have fallen for the bait.

“Ava Grey is taken care of. She’s gone,” I spit out, each word hard and clipped. “Keep an eye on the rest of them, in case they try to pull anything else.”

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I end the call before he can respond and shove the phone back into my pocket, my jaw clenched so tight it aches. The Blackwood Pack has gone too far this time. I don’t know what they did to Ava, but whatever it was, it caused me to react to her on the most primal level. My wolf paces in my mind, a caged animal, furious that I let her leave.

She’s not our fated. You don’t scent that on her, I snap at him, but he just howls, refusing to communicate with me. It’s the first time we have been so divided, and I blame her. That sexy little distraction in her

oversized, thick black frames. Wolves don’t need

glasses; the few who wear them are for fashion. I can only assume that she tried to go for a defenseless appeal.

And it had worked, damn it.

I drag my hand through my hair and take a deep breath, trying to clear my head. I need to find out what they did to cause Ava’s pheromones to affect me with such intensity. I need to understand why my wolf reacts to her as if she is my mate, And then I’m going to make the Blackwood Pack pay for what they’ve done tonight.

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I prowl through the garden and find that I can’t help following Ava’s scent to the front of the building, where it disappears. The lingering aroma of her unique fragrance clings to my skin, a maddening reminder of our encounter. I can still smell her all over me, and electricity hums beneath my skin as desire rises through the anger. A snarl rips from my throat and I turn away, stalking to my car. There’s no way I can remain at the gala with the smell of her all over me, not when every inhale sends my senses reeling and my body aching for more.

I slide into the driver’s seat and slam the door, flexing my hands around the steering wheel. That enticing mix of orange, honey, and vanilla lingers in the enclosed space, and I draw in a lungful of it, my wolf howling in my mind. He wants to chase her, to claim her, but I force him back. She’s not our fated mate.

I peel out of the parking lot helps take the edge off the frenetic energy warring between us. I need to get away from here, away from the memories of her soft skin and the way she felt pressed against me.

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the dark highway, my mind races with questions, but one keeps repeating-how do I

my grip, and my molars grind as I fight off a growl. I won’t let them get away with this. Whatever game they’re playing,

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dispel. Every nerve is alight, hyper-aware of the lingering scent of her that clings to me-a maddening reminder of

Ava.

the warmth of her body pressed against mine, soft curves molding to hard planes. The memory alone is enough to have desire simmering low in my gut, an aching need that demands to

snarl of frustration, I sweep my arm across

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ceramic. It’s not enough to ease the tumult raging inside me. I turn on the chair next, upending it with a vicious

did they do to me? What kind

use to make me react to

all-consuming need to claim and

whimpering with want. It had taken every ounce of willpower not to rip that little black dress from her body and take her right

don’t lose control like this. But that girl…that tiny slip of a thing with her wide blue eyes and those goddamn glasses…she had awoken something in

at the door is a welcome interruption from the torment of my thoughts. I yank

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me, only to find Kellan standing there. He takes one look at the

“Everything okay, man?”

think?” I growl, stepping back to let him enter. “You

“I told you the Blackwoods brought two daughters. I didn’t realize

me. “A problem? That’s putting it

for control. I can’t let Kellan see how shaken I am, how deeply Ava has affected me. As my second, as my friend, he would sense the weakness and try to exploit it. That’s

I have myself

face him. “Report. What

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Blackwoods did some mingling, but nothing out of place. No particular contacts held their attention.

“And Ava?”

slight frown creases his brow. “She left right after you did. Got

of her out there alone, unprotected. The urge to hunt her down, to

everything you can about her,” I growl. “Where she lives, who she associates with, any weaknesses we can exploit. They did something to make me react to her like she’s my mate. I want to know what it is so

a fraction, the only outward sign of his surprise. We both know the implications of a mating bond, no matter how artificially created. It would give the Blackwood Pack leverage, a way to control

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Over my dead body.

done,” Kellan says 9 Lucas:

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LUCAS

slight form disappears into

return of spring. The full moon above seems

this.

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