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Selene follows us to the Blackwood pack lands, only veering off once we get close to Ava’s family home.

She refuses to listen when I try to herd her back in the direction of the alpha’s home, slipping around my besotted wolf to trot her way into the front yard, inspecting every inch.

She won’t talk to me, my wolf whines pathetically in my head.

Fuck, is that what I sound like when I complain to him?

I hope not. He sounds like a lovesick teenager. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Why won’t she speak to me? It must be your fault. She’s mad at you. I told you not to reject our mate.

Again, with the me–blaming. I already know it’s my fault; he doesn’t have to rub it in. She’s a dog, not a wolf. She’s not talking to you because she can’t. But my own explanation sounds… wrong.

There’s no way that husky is a normal dog.

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103 Lucas Bring Her Home

103 Lucas: Bring Her Home

LUCAS

Selene follows us to the Blackwood pack lands, only veering off once we get close to Ava’s family home.

She refuses to listen when I try to herd her back in the direction of the alpha’s home, slipping around my besotted wolf to trot her way into the front yard, inspecting every inch.

She won’t talk to me, my wolf whines pathetically in my head.

Fuck, is that what I sound like when I complain to him?

I hope not. He sounds like a lovesick teenager.

Why won’t she speak to me? It must be your fault. She’s mad at you. I told you not to reject our mate.

Again, with the me–blaming. I already know it’s my fault; he doesn’t have to rub it in. She’s a dog, not a wolf. She’s not talking to you because she can’t. But my own explanation sounds… wrong.

husky is a

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dog, but she doesn’t act

mate mate mate mate mate mate, he chants,

few stares from the shifters in the area, and whispers besides. None of them

can’t blame them for their curiosity, but I want to rip all

agreement, and Selene suddenly looks back at

of her radiates her disapproval of

watching us. One of mine. You. Go open the doors for her. Every single one. I’m not

he acknowledges, immediately jogging

the door.

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wolf snarls when he gets a little too close to the husky, but he’s already used to our bad temper and continues on, opening the unlocked door.

under guard at all times, so there’s not need

tail held high, her hackles bristling. Ice–blue eyes narrow as she sniffs the entryway rug, a low snarl rumbling in her

Why is

that? Her lips pull back, revealing sharp white teeth as she growls again, the sound echoing off

lowers his head and whines, his ears flattening back. Sorry, sorry. Don’t

dog, remember? She can’t understand you.

Our mate is upset. We

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head. She’s not our mate. Ava is. This is just a dog. Ava’s dog, but

sniffing every inch of the entryway. What

musty smell of the rug. Traces of Ava’s scent, honey and orange blossoms, along with the bitter tang of her fear. It raises my

that would warrant Selene’s

to ours, I muse. She’s a dog,

up, my wolf snarls, startling me with his vehemence. Selene is perfect. She’s not

anyone.

anger takes me aback. He’s not usually this hostile when he’s angry with me. Annoyed, sure. Frustrated, definitely.

the house, my

amouine at

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room, her demeanor far too

sheets. I can’t help but take a deep breath, Ava’s scent flooding my senses. Honey and orange blossoms, tinged with the faint trace of her fear. It

in the doorway. We have to take her

thinking about flying her out

excitement palpable. We can

watch as Selene continues to

whines grow more pitiful by the second, tugging at something deep in my