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.

be waiting at the airport to personally escort me to the Blackwood

to maintain control.

losing battle. Every 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

is ours. No one else can

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My wolf may look at other alphas with respect, but he never looks

better than to attack another

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

with her.

back of my head tell me that he’s unsatisfied with my reasoning, but he stops snapping for Clayton’s blood, giving me

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

heart.

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

Clayton.

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mate, my wolf snarls, hackles raising. He

growl back, wrestling my

We can’t afford to

as our eyes meet, I can see it in his face, in the tense set of his shoulders.

who Ava is to me.

greets, his voice tight.

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

it have to be her?

more pressing matters to attend to. The Blackwood situation

attention.

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

my voice deceptively calm.

me?”

tightening on the steering

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

it in person.”

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

Clayton really is here to help. He’s been helping this entire time, hasn’t he? There’s no point

the memory of Ava’s confession ringing in my ears. He had

threatens to overtake me, I can’t lose control. Not here, not now.

annrosinto you coming to

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