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.

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

to maintain control.

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

is ours. No one else can have

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at other alphas with respect, but he never looks at them with

so, he usually knows better than to

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

with her.

stops snapping

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

heart.

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,

Clayton.

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our mate, my wolf snarls, hackles raising. He

back, wrestling my primal side

afford to

features into a mask of calm. But as our eyes

He knows who Ava

he greets, his voice tight.

flares hot

her? Why did it have

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

attention.

our way to the car in strained silence, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy between us. As

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can’t take

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

me?”

sighs, his grip tightening on the

just found out myself. I came as soon as I could to help here, because

about it

Like he isn’t here to get a chance to see her. Like he has any right. to be involved in Ava’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 situation if I’m going to

Ava’s confession ringing in my ears.

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

you coming to haln with

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