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.”

she needs. She needs her mate. She needs us.

in, to storm over there and drag her back to my bed, is almost overwhelming. But I can’t. I won’t be that kind of alpha.

of me.

to clear my head. Get out of this

a word to anyone, I strip off my clothes and shift, letting my wolf take over. He surges forward, all coiled power and barely leashed

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

to do. I have to fight for her. Show her that I’m the one she belongs with, the

riva har avaruthing cho nooda.

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

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

steady rhythm of our 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

is what we need, he rumbles, content for

I

here, the complications of pack politics and the tangled web of my love life seem far away. There’s only the wind in my fur and the

losing

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

on the

snorts, his

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Probably some human’s lost

my memory. I can’t quite place it, but it draws me

change course, following the trail deeper into the woods. The scent grows stronger with

see it. A husky, its fur matted and dull, ribs showing through its skinny frame. It looks up at us with wary blue eyes, hackles raising slightly at the sight

wolf. And this

Selene.

whispers through my mind, a half–remembered

in Cedarwood.

alone and bedraggled? And why do I get the

cautiously, I approach the husky, my wolf watching intently from

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