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.

to bring her home. Once I do

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fall into

Ava’s face, those wide blue eyes that so easily sucker–punch me with so many feelings. “I’m finally making progress. I’m

if she doesn’t want you

I refuse to consider the possibility. Ava and I are meant to be together. I can feel it

I say firmly. “I’ll make

asshole,” but I choose to ignore it. He doesn’t have a fated mate connection. He doesn’t understand the pull between

she’s near.

adjust myself without taking my

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skin under my

on my tongue.

moaning as I claim every inch of her body. I want to bury myself inside her tight heat and make her scream my name until she

growl rumbles in my chest as I imagine it: Ava spread out on my bed, her blonde hair fanned across the pillow as I hover 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

now, my cock straining against the confines of my zipper. I press down on the gas pedal, urging the car to go faster. I need to

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

sign flashes by in my peripheral vision, and I feel a

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gut. I’m so close now, just a few more miles until I’m at Ava’s doorstep, ready to grovel at her feet if that’s what it

the dead scout or any of 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

reconciliation I’ve been fantasizing about. The thought brings a wolfish grin to

come.

books usually brings a

is she?

eye

grim expression. I make my way to her, dodging

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she greets me, her voice strained. “Have

seat.”

my body tense as I perch on the edge of the

hands clasped tightly in front of her. “That’s what I was hoping you could tell me. She

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

she leave on

it something

her? Those assholes

they finally realized what they

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