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.

way that husky

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dog, but she

mate mate mate mate mate mate, he chants, following behind her with utmost

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

to rip all

Selene suddenly looks back at us with a distinct look of disapproval. Is that

bit of her radiates her disapproval of

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

acknowledges, immediately

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

all times, so there’s not need to keep it locked.

Ice–blue eyes narrow

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

Her lips pull back, revealing

lowers his head and whines, his ears flattening back. Sorry, sorry. Don’t be mad. We’re here to help.

snort inwardly. She’s a dog, remember? She can’t

snaps at me. Our mate

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our mate. Ava is.

the way she’s sniffing every inch of the

cleaner, the musty smell of the rug. Traces of Ava’s scent,

would warrant Selene’s intense reaction.

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

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

anyone.

usually this hostile when he’s angry with me. Annoyed, sure. Frustrated, definitely.

Selene through the house, my wolf’s

with har hahavior amouine at

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her demeanor far too intelligent for a

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, tinged with the faint trace of her fear. It

my wolf whimpers, hunkering down in the doorway. We

about flying her out there tonight, I assure him.

up, his excitement palpable. We can see Ava too!

continues

grow more pitiful by the second, tugging at something