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.”

evidence to bring to the Council, my hands

a Council affair. There

“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 in our territory, but Blackwood didn’t take it well. There’s

more, too.”

weight in the air, a tension that goes beyond the usual strain of pack politics. This is something

mate,” he says finally, the words hanging heavy between us.

silence falls over

r’s

eyes

words have robbed him of

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to process

voice hushed. “You’ve found

anguish. “Yeah. We met at the Lunar Gala a few months back.” A rueful smile tugs at the corners

remember the gala, the swirl of colors and music, the thrum of anticipation in the air as unmated wolves gathered in hopes of finding their other half. I haven’t gone

asks, leaning

ours?”

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

through me. The Blackwood Pack has always been shrouded in secrets, their motives inscrutable. To have one of their own bound to the Westwood alpha…

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ask my

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Renard sanction this?”

escapes Lucas’s 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

eyes. “You

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

gone.”

hangs in the air

I can see the anguish in his face, the torment in his

a trace, it would shatter me. The mere idea of her being ripped away is enough to make my wolf howl in agony. He’s obsessed with her, and I have to admit that

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I don’t want

hard, pushing the thought

consume me.

voice firm with conviction. “The Aspen Pack stands with you. We’ll leave no stone unturned until Ava is

your arms.”

whatever aid is required to bring your mate home. Ava’s a good child, very different from her family

can’t lose her again. It took a long time to find her. I hear Blackwood started looking for her, too. That’s why I think

arches. “Back?”