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.”

is the last thing she needs. She needs her mate.

I can’t. I won’t be

of me.

need to clear my head. Get out of this

off my clothes and shift, letting my wolf take over. He surges forward, all coiled power and barely

my lungs. Out here, with nothing

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

riva har avaruthing

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

push on. One step at a time. One day

chaos in my head. With each stride, the turmoil fades, replaced by the simple joy of the

we need, he rumbles, content for the first

I

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

miles, losing ourselves

even if we’re chasing nothing but our own shadows. The

scent on the breeze. Something that

my wolf snorts, his nose

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odor. Probably some human’s lost pet.

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

following the trail deeper into the woods. The scent grows stronger with each bound, urging us on.

frame. It looks up at us with wary blue eyes,

I’m not just a wolf. And this is

Selene.

whispers through my mind, a half–remembered

in Cedarwood.

And why do I

the husky, my wolf watching intently from behind my

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