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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.

husky is a

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smells like a dog, but she

mate, he chants, following behind her

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

them for their curiosity, but I want to rip all their throats out for even questioning Selene’s

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

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

You. Go open the doors for her. Every single one. I’m not sure what she’s looking for, but let her search.

acknowledges, immediately jogging

the door.

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too close to the husky, but he’s already used to our bad temper and continues on, opening the unlocked door.

so

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

observes with concern. Why is she angry? Is she hurt? What’s

lips pull back, revealing sharp white teeth

back. Sorry,

dog,

Our mate is upset. We have

Bring

our mate. Ava is. This is just a dog. Ava’s dog,

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

the hardwood, inhaling deeply. Bleach, pine–scented cleaner, the 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 hackles, even now.

nothing unusual. Nothing that would

I muse. She’s a dog, after

with his vehemence. Selene is perfect. She’s

anyone.

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

Selene through the house, my wolf’s

amouine at mu mind Che

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as she investigates each room, her demeanor far too intelligent for a mere dog. It’s unsettling.

reach 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 breath, Ava’s scent flooding my senses. Honey and orange blossoms,

in the doorway. We have to take her to

her out there tonight, I

perks up, his excitement palpable. We

as Selene continues to

whines grow more pitiful by the second,