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.

home. Once I do that, everything

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fall into

Kell.” My voice softens 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

doesn’t want you back?”

in the air, but I refuse to consider the possibility. Ava and I are meant to be together.

say firmly.

something under his breath that sounds suspiciously like “stubborn asshole,” but I choose to ignore it. He doesn’t have

she’s near.

seeing her again has me half–hard in my jeans. I shift uncomfortably, trying to adjust myself without taking my hands off the wheel. It’s been

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my fingers and tasted

on my tongue.

inch of her body. I want to bury myself inside

the pillow as I hover over her. I’d take my time with her, worshipping

of my zipper. I press down on the gas pedal, urging the car to go faster. I need to get to Ava now, before

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

to Cedarwood” sign flashes by in my peripheral vision,

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just a few more miles until I’m

the other bullshit waiting for me back home. All that matters is Ava and earning her forgiveness. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in

about. The thought brings a wolfish grin to my face as

come.

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

is

catches my eye from her usual

over with a grim expression. I make my way to her, dodging the

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she greets me, her voice strained. “Have

seat.”

comply, my body tense as I perch on the edge

her. “That’s what I was hoping you could tell me. She hasn’t shown up for work in the past couple

clenches painfully in my chest. Ava’s missing. I leave on pack business and now she’s

on her

it something more

her? Those assholes have

looking for her, like they

out of town for a few days.