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 escort me to

maintain control.

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

She is ours. No

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wolf may look at other

better than to attack

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

with her.

stops snapping for Clayton’s blood,

all the bullshit I have to deal with in my head

heart.

assault on my sensitive nose. Sweat, perfume, fast food–it all mingles into a nauseating miasma that makes me want

Clayton.

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my wolf snarls, hackles raising. He needs

it, I growl back, wrestling my

can’t afford to lose it

as our eyes meet, I can see

knows. He knows who Ava is

greets, his voice tight.

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

it have to

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

attention.

silence, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy between us. As we pull out onto the highway,

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take it anymore.

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

me?”

sighs, his grip tightening on the

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

about it

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

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

her, my wolf growls again, the memory of Ava’s confession ringing in my ears. He had his hands on what’s

my eyes, fighting back the shift that threatens to overtake me, I can’t lose control. Not here,

you coming to haln with Blackwood”

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