Tangled

44 Lucas: Shocking Return

44 Lucas: Shocking Return

LUCAS

The highway flies by in a blur of white lines and

endless pine forests as I grip the steering wheel tightly with one hand, the other holding a cigarette I

shouldn’t be having. I quit smoking a long time ago, but the past forty–eight hours have been hell.

I didn’t get to see Ava for a couple days after flying out when I got the news that our scout was murdered, his body hanging between the Blackwood and Westwood territories. I don’t even know what Ava thought of my note taped to her dining table, explaining that I’d be back as soon as I could.

Is she grateful I’m not there? Or is she missing me?

My cell phone is pressed between my ear and shoulder while I shout into it in between puffs of the

cancer–causing burn stick I’ve been craving for the past twenty miles,

“I don’t give a flying fuck, Kellan,” I growl, cutting off his protest. “I’m not leaving Washington for the next three days, so don’t even fucking think about calling

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me back there.”

“Lucas, come on. The Blackwoods-”

“Aren’t going to do anything first.” My jaw clenches as I take a sharp turn, tires screeching. “You know they’re trying to bait us into the first move. We have no proof the Blackwoods killed him. Until we do, we can’t do shit. And since we can’t do shit, I need to see Ava.”

“You’re playing a dangerous game, Alpha.” Kellan’s sigh crackles through the speaker. “If Blackwood finds out you’re sniffing around Grey’s daughter…”

“He’ll what? Start a war?” I let out a harsh laugh. “He won’t alienate his allies. He’s hoping they’ll help him when the war comes. He won’t take the first step.”

“It changes everything and you know it.”

I can practically hear Kellan’s disapproved frown. He’s been frustrated, saying my obsession with Ava keeps me too far from the pack and the issues going on

there.

He’s not wrong, but nothing is more important than

my mate.

need to bring her home. Once I do that,

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into

as I picture Ava’s face, those wide blue eyes that so easily sucker–punch me with so many feelings. “I’m finally making progress. I’m going to fix this.”

she doesn’t want you back?”

Ava and I are meant to be

will,” I say firmly.

sounds suspiciously like “stubborn asshole,” but I choose to ignore it. He doesn’t have a fated mate connection.

she’s near.

half–hard in my jeans. I shift uncomfortably, trying to adjust myself without taking my hands off the wheel.

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my fingers and tasted

on my tongue.

want her beneath me, writhing and moaning as I claim every inch of her body. I want to bury myself inside her

over her. I’d take my time with her, worshipping every curve and valley until she’s trembling with need. And when she’s right on the edge, begging for release, I’d finally give it to her, thrusting deep as I spill myself inside her.

the gas pedal, urging the car to go faster. I need to get to Ava now, before I combust from the sheer force of my

grunt into the phone, not waiting for Kellan’s response before I end

flashes by in my peripheral vision,

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until I’m at Ava’s doorstep, ready to grovel at her feet if

don’t care about the potential war with Blackwood or the dead scout or any of the other bullshit waiting for me back home. All that matters is Ava

if I’m lucky, maybe I’ll even get that steamy reconciliation I’ve been fantasizing about. The thought brings a wolfish grin to my face as

come.

any sign of Ava. The scent of coffee and old books usually brings a sense of comfort, but today it only fuels my anxiety. She’s not behind the counter, and a quick glance around the seating area confirms she’s

Where is she?

catches my eye from her usual

a grim expression. I make my way to her, dodging the mid–morning rush of customers.

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she greets me, her voice

seat.”

comply, my body tense as I perch on the edge of the chair. “What’s going on? Where’s

“That’s what I was hoping you could tell me. She

I leave

leave on

is it something

Blackwood found her? Those assholes have

they finally realized what they

I admit, my voice rough. “I’ve been out of town for