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.

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

of me.

head. Get out of this suffocating office and

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

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

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

har avaruthing cho

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

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

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 revels in the freedom, the

content for the first time in

I

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

miles, losing ourselves in

we’re chasing nothing but our own shadows. The worries melt away, leaving only the purity

the breeze. Something

my wolf snorts, his nose twitching as he

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the odor. Probably some human’s lost

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

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

dull, ribs showing through its skinny frame. It looks up

I’m not just a wolf. And this is no ordinary stray.

Selene.

my mind, a half–remembered fragment

in Cedarwood.

here, alone and bedraggled? And why do I get the feeling that there’s more to this dog than meets the eye?

watching intently from behind my eyes. Selene

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