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

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a dog, but she doesn’t act

he chants, following behind her with

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

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

looks back at

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

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

acknowledges, immediately

the door.

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too close to the husky, but he’s already used to our bad temper

so there’s not need to keep it

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

observes with concern. Why is she angry? Is she

to glare at me. Did she hear that? Her lips pull back, revealing

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

She’s a dog, remember?

human, my wolf snaps at me. Our mate is

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our mate. Ava is.

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

deeply. Bleach, pine–scented cleaner, the musty smell of the rug. Traces of Ava’s scent, honey and orange blossoms, along with the

would

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

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

anyone.

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

follow Selene through the house,

amouine at mu mind Che

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investigates each room, her demeanor far too intelligent for

rolling and whining amidst the sheets. I can’t help but take a deep breath, Ava’s scent flooding my senses.

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

thinking about flying her out there tonight, I

his excitement palpable. We can see Ava

Selene continues to burrow

second, tugging