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.

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 let him see the turmoil raging inside me.

maintain

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,

She is ours. No one else can

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My wolf may look at other alphas with

so, he usually knows better than to

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

with her.

unsatisfied with my reasoning, but he stops snapping

with Blackwood was easier than all the bullshit I have to deal

heart.

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

Clayton.

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wolf snarls, hackles raising. He needs to pay.

back, wrestling

can’t afford to lose it now.

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

knows who

his voice

Anger flares hot in my veins, the urge to lash out, to demand answers,

it have to be her?

have more pressing matters to attend to. The Blackwood situation demands our full

attention.

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

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can’t take it anymore.

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

me?”

tightening on

soon as I could to

about it

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

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 no point trying to assign ulterior motives

the memory of Ava’s confession ringing in my ears. He had his hands on what’s ours.

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

you coming to haln with

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