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.

at the airport to personally

maintain control.

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

wolf growls. She is ours. No one else

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is nothing more than competition. My wolf may look at other alphas with respect, but he never looks at them with

he usually knows better

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

with her.

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 the unsettled emotions swirling in my head.

all the bullshit I

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 into a nauseating miasma that makes me want to gag. But beneath it all, one scent stands out, instantly putting my wolf on high

Clayton.

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mate, my wolf snarls, hackles

back, wrestling my primal side

can’t afford to lose

our eyes meet, I can see it

who Ava

greets, his voice

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

did it have

rage down, swallowing the bitter accusations. We have more

attention.

between us. As we pull out onto the highway, heading away from White Peak, the tension only

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take it anymore.

me?” I ask, my voice deceptively calm. “As soon as you found

me?”

tightening on the steering

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

it in person.”

a slap in the face. Like he isn’t here to get a chance to see her. Like he has any right. to be involved in Ava’s life.

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

wolf growls again, the memory of Ava’s confession

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

annrosinto you coming to haln with Blackwood”

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