Tangled

Chapter 77

77 Ava: Running

The haunting howls of wolves echo through the night, sending fear deep into my soul.

I shudder.

The strange shifter with the drugs curses under his breath. “They’re on the hunt,” he says, his voice low and urgent.

Lucas‘ arms tighten as he runs. It’s not the most comfortable, with all the jostling, but he manages to run while holding me as though my extra burden

doesn’t affect him at all.

How long has it been? Hours? That he’s maintained his pace without faltering. I can’t help but admire it, even

as I worry.

“It’s going to be okay,” he murmurs, his tone cold with

determination.

We pick up the pace, the shadows of the forest

seeming to press in around us as we hurry along. The howls grow louder, closer, sending icy tendrils of fear slithering through my veins.

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“How much farther?” I ask, my voice a hushed whisper.

Lucas‘ subordinate’s response is grim. “Too far to be comfortable.” There are a few grunts of agreement among the other wolves. “We should have shifted. We would be there by now.”

Lucas just growls. “Not an option.”

The weight of his words settles over me, and I realize with a pang that he knows–he knows I can’t shift.

I swallow hard. How long has he known?

It isn’t as though it was a secret in our pack.

But it still hurts.

the trees, the sound itself nipping at our heels. Anxiety spikes my pulse and I cling to

rustling sound comes from our left, and Lucas‘ head whips around. He signals to the others, and they fan out, forming a

1. us.

thick and palpable, as we

forest seems to hold its

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this agonizing

eyes glowing like embers in the

flinch. With a fluid motion, he sets me down and steps

his voice laced with an

something in Lucas‘ unwavering presence seems to give it pause.

snarl fades, and it lowers its head in a grudging show of submission.

to me, his expression softening ever so slightly as he scoops me up once

rogue,” he says, like that’s

pushing at his arms until he lets me down. “I can’t shift, but I can run. I’m

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make better time if you aren’t

thinks better of it. “Fine. Let’s go. Stay close, Ava. Vester will stay on your other side. We’ll keep you safe.”

howl. I nod.

trail, but they’re getting

lips quirk into a small smile as

this. I have

sneakers is a distant concern. My heart pounds, but not from exertion–not yet. Terror still grips me, its icy tendrils

Freedom.

word echoes through my mind with every stride, fueling my legs to push harder, faster. The men around me struggle to keep pace, their harsh pants filling the air. But

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warns, his

concern.

spare the breath for a reply. Selene’s words ring in my

She’d made it sound like it

I did.

And it is.

a thrumming beneath my skin, like electricity crackling through my

say, knowing deep inside that I’m right. “We’ll be faster if you

pulling me -to an abrupt halt. His

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a blur of shadows and silence. It’s just us,

he nods.

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