Tangled

93 Lucas: With Clayton

93 Lucas: With Clayton

LUCAS

Challenge him. Rip him apart.

My wolf’s snarling has occupied the majority of my short flight to White Peak, getting closer to the man who’s tasted my mate in ways that he never should

have.

My phone’s off, because I don’t know what I’ll do if he

calls.

The primal part of me is incensed, wanting to sink my teeth into his throat and tear it out, savoring every drop of the blood that spurts, content in knowing his soul has departed this world.”

But the rest of me recognizes that Clayton is my friend and ally.

What am I supposed to do with all these fucking feelings tripping me up inside? Having Ava back is supposed to make everything easier. Make things simple.

In my absence, will she begin to doubt my words?

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If she sees Clayton, would she choose me over him?

I don’t have that confidence.

The fated bond between us is my only advantage. That, and the distance I can maintain between her and the

alpha I trust with the honor of my entire pack.

I can never let her return to Cedarwood.

There’s no way in hell I’ll lose the little advantage I

have.

Clayton will be waiting at the airport to personally escort

to maintain control.

restlessly beneath my skin, eager for blood. I clench my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I fight to keep

wolf growls. She is ours. No one else

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My wolf may look at

he usually knows better than to attack

There’s nothing to be done. She is not our mate yet. We can’t piss her off if we

with her.

tell me that he’s unsatisfied with my reasoning, but he stops snapping for Clayton’s blood, giving me some reprieve from all the unsettled emotions swirling in my head.

easier than all the bullshit I have to

heart.

terminal, an overwhelming assault on my sensitive nose. Sweat, perfume, fast food–it all mingles into a nauseating miasma that makes me want to gag. But beneath it all, one scent stands

Clayton.

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snarls, hackles raising. He needs

wrestling my primal side

can’t afford to lose

I approach Clayton, schooling my features into a mask of calm. But as our eyes meet, I can see it in his face,

who Ava

his voice tight.

mouth. Anger flares hot in my veins, the urge to lash out,

Why did it have to be her?

down, swallowing the bitter accusations. We have more pressing matters

attention.

between us. As we pull

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can’t take it anymore.

didn’t you tell me?” I ask, my voice deceptively calm. “As soon as you found out, why didn’t you

me?”

sighs, his grip tightening

came as soon as I could to help here, because I felt

about it

he isn’t here to get a chance to see her. Like he has any right. to be involved

he? There’s no point trying to

touched her, my wolf growls again, the memory of Ava’s confession ringing

to overtake

you coming to haln with Blackwood” I

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