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.

center myself. I know Clayton will be waiting at the airport to personally escort me to the Blackwood

to maintain

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 palms as I fight to keep the shift

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

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look at other alphas

he usually knows better than to attack another

our 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

all the bullshit

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

Clayton.

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our mate, my wolf snarls, hackles

I growl back, wrestling my primal

can’t afford to

But as our eyes meet, I can see it

who Ava is

he greets, his voice

respond, his name feeling like gravel in my mouth. Anger flares hot in my veins, the urge

it

rage down, swallowing the bitter accusations. We have more pressing matters to

attention.

weight of unspoken words hanging heavy between us. As we

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take it anymore.

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

me?”

tightening

soon as I could to help here, because I

it in

here to get a chance

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

confession ringing in my ears. He had his hands on

that threatens to overtake me, I can’t lose control.

annrosinto you coming to

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