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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 doesn’t act like

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

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

to rip

back at us with a distinct look of disapproval. Is that possible?

of

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

he acknowledges, immediately jogging for

the door.

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gets a little too close to the husky, but he’s already used to

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

held high, her hackles bristling. Ice–blue eyes narrow as

observes with concern. Why is she angry? Is she

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

ears flattening back. Sorry, sorry. Don’t be mad. We’re here to help.

a dog, remember? She

snaps at me. Our mate is upset. We have to fix

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

sniffing every inch of the entryway.

my nose to 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

unusual. Nothing that would

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

his vehemence. Selene is perfect. She’s

anyone.

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

follow Selene through the house, my

with har hahavior amouine at mu mind Che

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investigates each room, her demeanor far too intelligent for a mere dog.

we 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

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

thinking about flying her out there tonight, I

wolf perks up, his excitement

as Selene continues to burrow

pitiful by the second, tugging at something