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.

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

to maintain

confrontation. My wolf paces restlessly beneath my skin, eager for blood. I clench my fists, my nails digging into

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

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more than competition. My wolf may look at other alphas with respect, but he

knows better than to attack another alpha.

our mate yet. We can’t piss her

with her.

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

this shit. Even dealing with Blackwood was easier than all the bullshit I have

heart.

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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my wolf snarls, hackles raising.

wrestling my primal side

We can’t afford to

of calm. But as our eyes meet, I can see it in his

knows who Ava is to

he greets, his voice

gravel in my mouth. Anger flares hot in my veins, the urge to lash out, to demand answers, nearly overwhelming.

her? Why did it

accusations. We have more pressing matters to attend to. The Blackwood situation

attention.

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

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can’t take it

I ask, my voice deceptively calm. “As soon as you found out, why

me?”

sighs, his grip tightening on

as soon as I could to help here, because

it in

The word feels like 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

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

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

back the shift that threatens to overtake

you coming to haln

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