Tangled

Chapter 107

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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,

the dog right now. All that matters

burst through the sliding doors, my boots thudding against the linoleum as I make a beeline for

demanding Ava’s room number.

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the Westwood Pack. Ava

flying over her keyboard. “R–room 305, Alpha. Third

the elevators. The ride up

worst–case scenarios.

on? What if someone got

doors ding open and I’m moving, long strides eating up the distance to Ava’s room. Two of my enforcers stand guard outside,

bark, not

them

with her.”

door, my heart in my throat. And there she is. Ava. Lying still and pale against the

her hodaido ovnraccion

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other side

Must be Lisa.

“I wish

news.”

to Ava’s side in three strides, my hand finding hers, careful of the wires and tubes. Her skin is cool

swallow past the lump in

throat.

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

sighs, running a hand through her hair. “Physically, she’s fine. Exhausted and a bit dehydrated, but nothing

unconsciousness.”

“Then what-”

her wolf,” Vanessa

the lack thereof.”

understanding. “What do

now, with

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It’s the only theory 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

wolves.”

down at Ava’s still face, my mind reeling. Her wolf. Trying to break free. “But why now? What

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

or not, I refuse to lose Ava. Not like this. Not when I just

every hour. And double the guard on her room. No one gets in besides medical

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