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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I shake my head. “Smooth sailing for me. No sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

disturbances.”

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.”

to bring

that’s only if we make this a Council

his shoulders and the shadows under his eyes. “We sent Jessa Grey back

more, too.”

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. This is something more, something personal.

the words hanging heavy between

silence falls

r’s

eyes

the words have robbed him of speech. I can only stare at

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process this

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

expression a mixture of awe and anguish. “Yeah. We met at the Lunar Gala a few months back.” A rueful smile tugs at

unmated wolves gathered in hopes of finding their other half. I haven’t gone in years. To think that Lucas, of all people, had finally experienced

asks, leaning forward.

ours?”

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

Pack has always been shrouded in secrets, their motives inscrutable. To have one of

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ask

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Renard sanction this?”

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 that a

looks at Lucas, a knowing glint in his eyes. “You rejected her,

nods once, a sharp jerk of his head down. “Yeah. We’re working on reconciling. I left for a few days

gone.”

silence hangs in the air as Lucas finishes

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

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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don’t want to let

hard, pushing the thought

consume me.

stands with you. We’ll leave no stone unturned until Ava is

your arms.”

nods in solemn agreement. “You have our full support, brother. The Silvermoon Pack will lend whatever aid is required to bring

lose her again. It took a long time to find her. I hear Blackwood started looking for

brow arches.