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.”

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

overwhelming. But I can’t. I won’t be that kind of alpha. That kind of man. I won’t be enslaved to the urges of

of me.

head. Get out of this suffocating office and just…

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

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,

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

har avaruthing cho nooda.

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do it the right way. Earn back her trust, her affection. Prove that I’m worthy of

wolf growls, impatient and unsatisfied, but I push on. One

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 revels in the freedom,

need, he rumbles, content for the first time in days.

I

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

miles, losing ourselves in the primal

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

the breeze. Something that doesn’t

his nose twitching

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the odor. Probably some

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

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

A husky, its fur matted and dull, ribs showing through its skinny frame. It looks up at us with wary blue eyes,

not just a wolf. And this is no

Selene.

through my mind, a half–remembered fragment from days of watching Ava

in Cedarwood.

I get the feeling that there’s more to this

watching intently from behind

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