Tangled

Chapter 103

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 is

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a dog, but she doesn’t act like one.

he chants,

a few stares from the shifters in the area, and whispers besides. None of them know why

rip all their

at us with a distinct look

a dog, and yet every bit of her radiates

of mine. You. Go open the doors for her.

he acknowledges, immediately jogging for

the door.

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

all times, so there’s not need

bristling. Ice–blue eyes narrow as she sniffs the entryway rug, a low snarl rumbling in her throat.

concern. Why is she angry? Is

she hear that? Her lips pull back, revealing sharp white teeth as she growls again, the sound echoing off the high ceilings.

his ears flattening back.

snort inwardly. She’s a dog, remember? She

me. Our mate is

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

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

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

that would warrant

I muse. She’s a dog, after all. Our senses are far more

up, my wolf snarls, startling me with his vehemence. Selene is perfect.

anyone.

He’s not usually this hostile when he’s angry with

the house, my wolf’s

hahavior amouine at

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room, her demeanor far

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 makes my heart

hunkering down in the doorway. We have to take her to Ava.

thinking about flying her out there tonight, I assure

up, his excitement

as Selene continues to burrow into

second, tugging at

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