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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.

that husky is a normal dog.

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like a dog, but she

mate mate, he chants, following behind her with utmost devotion.

area, and whispers besides. None of

to rip all their throats out for even questioning Selene’s presence here.

Selene suddenly looks back at us with

dog, and yet every bit of her radiates her disapproval of our frustration with the

doors for her. Every single one. I’m not sure

immediately jogging for

the door.

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he gets a little too close to the husky, but he’s already used to our bad temper and

house is under guard at all times, so there’s not

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? Is she

lips pull back, revealing

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

She’s a dog, remember? She can’t understand you.

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

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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

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

would warrant

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

wolf snarls, startling me with his vehemence. Selene is perfect. She’s not

anyone.

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

through the house, my

amouine at

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

She leaps onto the bed, rolling and whining amidst the sheets. I can’t help but take a deep breath,

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

was already thinking about flying her out there tonight,

up, his excitement

continues to burrow into

the second, tugging at something deep in my