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.

deep breath, trying to center myself. I know Clayton will be waiting at the

maintain

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

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

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look at other alphas with respect, but he never

he usually knows better than to attack

done. She is not our mate yet. We can’t

with her.

growls in the back of my head tell me that he’s unsatisfied with my reasoning, but he stops snapping

easier than all the bullshit I

heart.

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 out, instantly putting my wolf

Clayton.

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my wolf snarls, hackles raising. He needs to

growl back, wrestling my primal side

afford to lose it now.

my features into a mask of calm. But as our eyes meet, I can see it

knows. He knows who Ava is to

he greets, his

feeling like gravel in my mouth. Anger flares hot in my veins, the urge to

it have

the bitter accusations. We have more pressing

attention.

strained silence, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy between us. As we pull out onto the

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can’t take it anymore.

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

me?”

grip tightening on the steering

soon as I could to help here,

about it

to get a chance to see

been helping this entire time, hasn’t he? There’s no point trying to assign ulterior motives to his actions. We

her, my wolf growls again, the memory of Ava’s confession ringing in my ears.

to overtake me, I can’t lose

coming to haln with

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