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 the turmoil

to maintain control.

knowing that, it’s a 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

ours. No

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him, Clayton is nothing more than competition. My wolf may look at other alphas with respect,

he usually knows better than to attack another

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

with her.

but he stops snapping for Clayton’s

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

heart.

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 beneath it all, one scent stands out, instantly putting my wolf on high

Clayton.

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our mate, my wolf snarls, hackles

growl back, wrestling my primal side under

We can’t afford to lose

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

knows who Ava is

greets, his

my mouth. Anger flares hot in my veins,

did it have

We have more pressing matters to attend to. The Blackwood situation demands our full

attention.

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

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take

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

me?”

tightening

only just found out myself. I came as soon as I

about it

in the face. Like he isn’t here to get a chance to see her. Like he has any right. to be involved

time, hasn’t he? There’s no point trying to assign ulterior

confession ringing in my ears. He had

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

annrosinto you coming to

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