Tangled

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. 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.

that husky is a normal

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smells like a dog, but she doesn’t act

mate mate mate mate mate, he chants, following

few stares from the shifters in the area, and whispers besides. None of them know why we’re stalking a half–starved domestic dog in

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

in agreement, and Selene suddenly looks back at us with a distinct look of

like a dog, and yet every bit of her radiates her

doors for her. Every single one. I’m not

he acknowledges, immediately jogging for

the door.

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he’s already used to our

so there’s not need to

Ice–blue eyes narrow as she sniffs the entryway rug, a low snarl

Why is she angry? Is she hurt? What’s wrong?

whips her head up to glare at me. Did she hear that? Her lips pull back, revealing sharp white teeth as she growls again, the

ears flattening back. Sorry, sorry. Don’t be mad.

She’s a dog,

stupid human, my wolf snaps at me. Our mate

Bring

head. She’s not our mate. Ava is. This is just

determined to find something, based on the way she’s sniffing every inch of the

smell of the rug. Traces of Ava’s scent, honey and orange blossoms, along

Nothing that would

be inferior to ours, I muse. She’s a dog, after all. Our senses

snarls, startling me with his vehemence. Selene is perfect. She’s not inferior to

anyone.

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

the

har hahavior amouine

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as she investigates each room, her demeanor far too intelligent for

Ava’s bedroom, Selene’s agitation peaks. She leaps onto the bed, rolling and whining amidst the sheets. I can’t help but take a deep

wolf whimpers, hunkering down in the doorway. We have to take her to

about flying her out there tonight,

up, his excitement palpable. We can see

continues to burrow into

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