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 is

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like a dog, but she doesn’t

mate mate mate, he chants, following behind her

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

I want to rip all their throats

agreement, and Selene suddenly looks back at us with a distinct look

and yet every bit of her radiates her disapproval of our frustration

mine. You. Go open the doors for her.

immediately

the door.

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

so there’s not need to

held high, her hackles bristling. Ice–blue eyes narrow as she sniffs the entryway rug,

observes with concern. Why is she angry? Is she

lips pull back, revealing sharp white teeth as she growls again, the sound echoing off the high

flattening back. Sorry, sorry. Don’t be

dog,

human, my wolf snaps at me. Our mate is upset. We have to

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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 entryway. What does she

rug. Traces of Ava’s scent, honey and orange blossoms, along with the bitter tang of her fear.

that would warrant Selene’s intense

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

wolf snarls, startling me with his

anyone.

usually this hostile when he’s angry

follow Selene through the house, my wolf’s

har hahavior amouine

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she investigates each room, her demeanor far too intelligent for a

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 deep breath, Ava’s scent flooding my senses. Honey and orange blossoms, tinged with the

Ava, my wolf whimpers, hunkering down in the

her out there tonight, I assure him.

wolf perks up, his excitement palpable. We can see Ava

watch as Selene continues

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