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.

I know Clayton will be waiting at the airport to personally escort me to the Blackwood pack lands. I can’t let

to maintain control.

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

ours. No one else can have

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than competition. My wolf may look at other

knows better than to attack another

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

with her.

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

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

heart.

stench of the airport crowds my nostrils as I exit the terminal, an overwhelming assault on my sensitive nose. Sweat, perfume, fast food–it all mingles

Clayton.

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our mate, my wolf snarls,

growl back, wrestling my

to

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

He knows who

he greets, his voice

Anger flares hot in my veins, the

did it have

accusations. We have more pressing matters to attend to. The Blackwood

attention.

the car in strained silence, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy between us. As we pull out onto the highway, heading away from White Peak,

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can’t take it anymore.

my voice deceptively calm. “As soon as you found out, why didn’t you

me?”

sighs, his grip tightening on the steering

found out myself. I came as soon as I could to help here, because I

about it in person.”

get a

help. He’s been helping this entire time, hasn’t he? There’s no point trying to assign ulterior motives to his actions. We can’t get past this situation if I’m going to be like

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

fighting back the shift that threatens to overtake me, I can’t lose control. Not

you coming to haln with

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