Tangled

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91 Ava: Clearing the Air (I)

All my thoughts circle into some sort of insane melodrama right out of Selene’s favorite TV show, and I slap my hands against my face, rubbing hard against my cheeks, as though I can push the tears right back into my eyes.

“Sorry,” I say, as Lucas rests a worried hand against my back, stroking me like you would pet a puppy. It’s cute.

He doesn’t seem to know what to do with me, while

I’m just grateful that he’s trying.

Once I’m sure my tears are gone, I smile up at him. “I’m just frazzled.”

“You’ve been through a lot. Did I upset you when I took -the phone call?”

“No!” The word bursts from me in horror. Does he

think I’m that kind of person, who gets upset when he has to do important things instead of watching me sit in a hospital bed? “Not at all.”

He blows out a breath in what I’m sure is massive relief. No one wants a mate that high maintenance. “Are you upset that I have to leave?”

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I cringe. “It isn’t that.” I just came to some insane levels of assumptions. “Why… do you have to go?”

“Ah.” Now he looks uncomfortable, and takes a seat on my bed, grabbing my hand.

Oh, God. This can’t be good.

“Once we were safe, Kellan–my beta–led a force of my men into the heart of the Blackwood pack.” I must not look devastated enough, because he clarifies, “In

an act of war.”

he seems to want some sort of input from

Renard escaped, but the territory is

I nod again.

over your pack,” he says, as if

I tilt my head. “I don’t care what

is in the hospital. She’s in critical condition due to the wolfsbane I injected her with.”

Clearing the Air

Like sadness, anxiety, worry, or other emotions that would

there’s a huge demon of vengeance in my soul that is

show my possible future mate that I’m a raging psychopath. He’s treating me so carefully as he tells me all these things, and not a single one has me

think I need

to be done. We are working on disavowing every wolf from the Blackwood Pack and integrating them into ours, or letting them go as rogues. I’ll be back every few days.

I don’t resist the urge to reach out and rub the lines on his brow. “You’ll do great,” I assure him. “But before you go, I have to tell you S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website

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something.”

“other alpha” must be Clayton; that’s why

am yet, but they’ll figure it out soon. I have to head this off before

“I only have a few minutes. There’s a flight tonight

just need you to promise

is admirably calm with my words. “Whatever you have to tell me,

I don’t have time to worry about them. “When I was

fingers going slack against mine, and his brows come

in Cedarwood who caught

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go into heat without a

and I freeze.

know about

meet mine, unwavering. “At the Gala, I’d been under the impression you

looked at me with such intense hatred.

into the pack to get the information, but I heard that you were wolfless and not treated well because

all over his face, and his thumb rubs over the back of

contrition.

have been safe. I was so focused on how