Tangled

Chapter 102

102 Lucas: Jealousy

LUCAS

She’s going to talk to Clayton tonight.

She won’t let me call her, but she’ll talk to him.

Fuck. I’m going crazy.

My wolf gives me the silent treatment, a palpable wall of disapproval and resentment radiating from him. I

know he blames me for this mess.

“I’m trying,” I mutter, pacing the length of my office. “I’m doing everything I can to fix this.”

There would be nothing to fix if you hadn’t rejected our mate in the first place, he snaps, his voice dripping with accusation.

Rubbing my hands over my face, I struggle not to

groan in frustration. He’s right and I fucking hate it. If I hadn’t been so goddamn stupid, Ava would have been with me long ago, Safe. Marked. Mine.

But I can’t change the past. I can only try to salvage the future.

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Go to her, my wolf demands. Claim her before he does.

I shake my head. “She needs space. I have to respect

that.”

needs. She needs her mate. She

my bed, is almost overwhelming. But I can’t. I won’t be that kind of alpha. That kind of man. I

of me.

my head. Get out of this suffocating office and just… run.

off my clothes and shift, letting my wolf take over. He surges

cold night air whips past us as we run, the scents of summer filling my lungs. Out here, with nothing but the wind and the trees, things seem simpler. Clearer.

fight for her. Show her that I’m the one she belongs

can riva har avaruthing

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I have to do it the right way. Earn back her trust, her affection.

unsatisfied, but I push on. One step at a time. One day at a time.

paws against the forest floor drowns out the chaos in my head. With each stride, the turmoil fades, replaced by the simple joy of the run. My wolf revels in the freedom,

what we need, he rumbles, content

I

of my love life seem far away. There’s only the wind in my fur and the earth beneath

losing ourselves in

shadows. The worries melt away, leaving only the purity of the moment.

then, a scent on the breeze. Something that doesn’t

dog, my wolf snorts, his nose twitching as he

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the odor. Probably some human’s lost

my memory. I can’t quite place

woods. The scent grows stronger with each bound, urging

frame. It looks up

And

Selene.

a half–remembered

in Cedarwood.

out here, alone and bedraggled? And why do I get the feeling that there’s more to

my wolf watching intently from

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