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103 Lucas: Bring Her Home

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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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like a dog, but she doesn’t act

mate mate, he chants, following behind her with utmost

gotten more 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 in wolf

to rip all their

back at us with a distinct look

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

enforcer watching us. One of mine. You. Go open the doors for her.

he acknowledges, immediately jogging

the door.

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

at all times, so

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

wolf observes with concern. Why is she angry?

glare at me. Did she hear that? Her lips pull back, revealing sharp white teeth as she growls again, the sound

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

dog, remember? She

at me. Our mate is upset. We have

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mate? I shake my head. She’s not our mate. Ava is. This

find something, based on the way she’s sniffing

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

nothing unusual. Nothing that would warrant Selene’s intense

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

me with his vehemence. Selene is

anyone.

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

the

with har hahavior amouine at mu

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grumbles as she investigates each room, her demeanor far

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

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

about flying her out there tonight, I

up, his excitement palpable. We

watch as Selene continues to burrow into

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