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.

take a deep breath, trying to center myself. I know Clayton will be waiting at the airport to personally escort me to the Blackwood pack lands. I can’t

to maintain

step I take through the terminal feels like a countdown to an inevitable confrontation. My wolf paces restlessly beneath my skin, eager for blood. I clench my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I fight to keep the shift at bay.

wolf growls. She is ours. No one else can have her.

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wolf may look at other alphas with respect, but

usually knows better than to

our mate yet. We can’t piss her off if we want

with her.

me that he’s unsatisfied with my reasoning, but he stops snapping for

shit. Even dealing with Blackwood was easier than all the bullshit I have to deal with in my

heart.

food–it all mingles into a nauseating miasma that makes me want to gag. But beneath it all, one scent stands out, instantly putting my

Clayton.

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my wolf snarls, hackles raising. He needs to

I growl back, wrestling my primal side

can’t afford to lose it

my features into a mask of calm. But as our eyes meet, I can see it in his face, in the tense set of

knows who Ava is

greets, his voice tight.

like gravel in my mouth. Anger flares hot in my

Why did it

rage down, swallowing the bitter accusations. We have more pressing matters to attend to. The Blackwood

attention.

make our way to the car in strained silence, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy between us. As

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take

tell me?” I ask, my voice deceptively calm. “As soon

me?”

tightening on the

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

it in person.”

a slap in the face. Like he isn’t here to get a chance

Jealousy, that fickle little bitch, just won’t stop. Clayton really is here to help. He’s been helping this entire time, hasn’t he? There’s

Ava’s confession ringing in my ears. He had his hands on what’s

shift that threatens to overtake me, I can’t lose control.

coming to haln

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