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.”

the last thing she needs. She needs her mate.

to give 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.

head. Get out of this

a word to anyone, I strip off my clothes and shift, letting my wolf take over. He surges

summer filling my lungs. Out here, with nothing but the wind

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

can riva har avaruthing cho

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it the right way. Earn back her

but I push on. One step

each stride, the turmoil fades, replaced by the simple joy of

content for the first time

I

but agree. Out here, the complications of pack politics and the tangled web of my love life seem far away. There’s only the

losing ourselves in

we’re chasing nothing but our own shadows. The worries melt

then, a scent on the breeze. Something

snorts, his

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Probably some human’s

it, something that tugs at my memory. I can’t quite place it, but it draws me in like a

trail deeper into the woods. The scent

then we see it. A husky, its fur matted and dull, ribs showing through its skinny frame. It

just a wolf. And

Selene.

mind, a half–remembered fragment from days of watching

in Cedarwood.

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

the husky, my wolf watching intently from behind my

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