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.

waiting at the airport to personally escort me to the Blackwood pack lands. I can’t let him see

maintain

countdown to an inevitable confrontation. My wolf paces restlessly beneath my skin, eager for blood.

ours. No one

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My wolf may look at other alphas with respect,

usually knows better than to attack another alpha.

snap. There’s nothing to be done. She is not our mate yet. We can’t piss her off if we want a

with her.

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

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

heart.

an overwhelming assault on my sensitive nose. Sweat, perfume, fast food–it all mingles into

Clayton.

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snarls, hackles

wrestling my

can’t afford to lose it now.

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

knows who Ava is to

his

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

Why did it have to be

force the rage down, swallowing the bitter accusations. We have more pressing matters to attend to. The Blackwood situation demands our full

attention.

heavy between us. As we pull out onto the

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can’t take it

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

me?”

sighs, his grip tightening on

soon as I could to help

about it in

feels like a slap in the face. Like he isn’t here to get a chance to see her. Like

He’s been helping this entire time, hasn’t he? There’s no point trying to assign

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

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

coming to haln with

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