Tangled

53 Clayton: His Mate

CLAYTON

The elevator dings and the doors slide open, revealing the penthouse lobby of the Silvermoon Pack’s largest hotel. I step out, my boots sinking into the plush carpet. Xavier and Lucas are already there, lounging on the leather couches like a pair of lazy lions.

“Clayton!” Xavier booms, rising to his feet. He clasps my hand in a firm shake, clapping me on the back with his other hand. “Good to see you, my friend.”

“You as well, Xavier.” I return his hearty greeting with a grin. “Lucas, always a pleasure.”

Lucas stands, his smile not quite reaching his eyes as we shake hands. There’s a tension in his shoulders, a tightness around his jaw. Something’s weighing on him.

We settle into the couches, the city skyline glittering beyond the floor–to–ceiling windows. Xavier leans back, crossing his ankles. “How were your flights, boys? No troubles, I hope?”

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Lucas’s mouth presses into a grim line. “I wish I could say the same. Got another report of a dead scout right after I landed.”

The air in the room shifts, the jovial atmosphere evaporating like mist under the morning sun. Xavier’s brows knit together. “Shit. Blackwood?”

“Who else?” Lucas growls, his fingers curling into fists on his knees. “He’s getting bolder, pushing further into

our territory.”

I lean forward, elbows on my knees. “What’s your game plan, Lucas? We can’t let this stand.” The Blackwood alpha has been a massive thorn in the

Northwestern Council’s side for years. There have been several scuffles between the two packs, but

Blackwood has even had run–ins with shifters outside

of the Northwestern Territories.

Lucas drags a hand down his face, his eyes hard as flint. “I’m working on it. But every time I think I’ve got a handle on their moves, they slip through my fingers like smoke. I can’t get my hands on solid proof to bring

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to the Council.”

“Without evidence to bring to the Council, my hands are tied.”

only if we make this a Council affair. There are other options.” They’re drastic, but they’re there.

I can see his exhaustion in the droop of his shoulders and the shadows under his eyes. “We sent Jessa Grey back to her pack. We used the official excuse that she hadn’t asked for approval and was an unregistered guest

more, too.”

locked on Lucas as he takes a deep, steadying breath. There’s a weight in the air, a tension that goes beyond the usual strain of pack politics.

says finally, the words hanging

shocked silence falls over the room.

r’s

eyes

mouth parting slightly as if the words have robbed him of speech. I can only stare at Lucas,

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process this revelation.

I echo, my voice hushed. “You’ve found

a few months back.” A rueful smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. “You know how they say it

hopes of finding their other

Xavier asks, leaning forward.

ours?”

his head, his jaw tightening. “She’s from the Blackwood

has always been shrouded in secrets,

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ask my mind

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Renard sanction this?”

lips. “You know Renard better than that. He’s been sending Jessa after Kellan instead of me. I’m too dangerous to keep around, even mated.” He looks down at his hands with a sigh. “I wish I’d thought about

“You rejected her, didn’t you?” His question isn’t

down. “Yeah. We’re working on reconciling. I left for a few days to deal with stuff

gone.”

in the air

words settling over us. I can see the anguish in his face, the

me. The mere idea of her being ripped away is enough to make my wolf howl

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don’t want to let go.

hard, pushing the thought away before it can

consume me.

Aspen Pack stands with you.

your arms.”

to bring your mate home. Ava’s a good

lose her again. It took a long time to find

brow arches. “Back?”