Tangled

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LUCAS

“What the fuck do you mean she’s unconscious?” My voice rises in the back of the cab, drawing Vester’s alarmed glance in the rearview mirror of the SUV.

Kellan’s voice crackles through my phone. “Her vitals are stable, but she’s not waking up. Doctors can’t find anything physically wrong.”

“Then why the hell is she in the hospital?” Fury pounds through my veins, my wolf snarling to hunt down whoever dared harm our mate. “What did Jericho do?”

“It wasn’t him. She collapsed at home after training.”

“Training?” The word comes out in a growl. “She’s still recovering! She shouldn’t be-”

“Boss.” Vester’s gruff voice cuts in. “Nessa’s with her

now. Should be able to tell us more soon.”

I rake a hand through my hair, jaw clenched. “I want guards on her room. No one gets in besides pack and medical staff.”

“Already done.”

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“Good.” I glance out the window at the darkened streets whizzing by, leg bouncing with impatience. Vester’s watching cautiously, and the husky’s panting in the back, still crated. “The dog. Get her to Lisa’s place.”

“Dog?” Kellan grunts. “Since when-“.

“Don’t worry about it.” I end the call, pulse hammering in my throat.

Ava. My Ava. Lying in a hospital bed. Again.

No. I won’t let anything else happen to her. Whatever this is, whoever is responsible, I’ll destroy them. Rip them to shreds with my bare hands if I have to.

The SUV screeches to a halt outside the hospital, but I’m already flinging open the door, barely registering

Vester’s shout to wait. Selene whines from her crate,

I can’t think about the dog right now. All that

the linoleum as I make a beeline for the front desk. The receptionist looks up,

demanding Ava’s

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growl, slamming my hand on the counter. “Alpha of the Westwood Pack. Ava Grey is under

“R–room 305, Alpha.

and head for the elevators. The ride up is agonizingly slow, the numbers crawling by as my

worst–case scenarios.

if she’s hurt worse than Kellan let on? What if someone got past the guards? What if-

Ava’s room. Two of my enforcers stand

bark, not slowing

one of them says. “Vanessa’s still in

with her.”

the door, my heart in my throat. And there she is. Ava. Lying still and pale against the white sheets, an IV dripping into her arm. Vanessa

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girl on the other side of the bed.

Must be Lisa.

greets softly. “I wish I had better

news.”

cross to Ava’s side in three strides, my hand finding hers, careful of the wires and

to swallow past

throat.

with her, Nessa?” I ask hoarsely. “Why won’t she

hair. “Physically, she’s fine. Exhausted and a bit dehydrated, but nothing that would cause this level of

unconsciousness.”

“Then what-”

wolf,” Vanessa cuts in

the lack thereof.”

“What

age. And now, with everything she’s been through… I think her wolf is trying

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I can come up with. Her healing has been at an exceptional rate recently, and there was the incident. during the escape where she had supernatural speed. These are not human traits. These are from our

wolves.”

my mind reeling. Her wolf. Trying

helplessly. “I don’t know, Lucas. This is beyond anything

or not, I refuse to lose Ava.

I order. “I want updates every hour. And double the guard on her room. No one gets in