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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

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a dog, but she doesn’t act like

he chants, following

besides. None of them know why we’re stalking a half–starved

curiosity, but I want to rip all their throats out for even questioning Selene’s presence here.

suddenly looks back at

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

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

he acknowledges, immediately jogging for

the door.

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he’s already used to our bad temper and

at all times, so

stalks forward with purpose, her fluffy white tail held high, her hackles bristling. Ice–blue eyes narrow as she sniffs the entryway rug, a low snarl

is she angry?

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

his ears flattening back.

a dog, remember? She can’t

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

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

way she’s sniffing every inch

lower 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 tang of her fear. It

nothing unusual. Nothing that would warrant Selene’s intense

muse. She’s a dog,

snarls, startling me with his

anyone.

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

follow Selene through the house,

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room, her demeanor far too intelligent for a

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

down in the doorway. We have

thinking about flying her out there tonight, I assure

up, his excitement palpable. We

Selene continues to

the second, tugging at something deep in my chest.