Tangled

Chapter 107

107 Lucas: Panic

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

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

demanding Ava’s

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Westwood,” I growl, slamming my hand on the counter. “Alpha of the Westwood Pack. Ava Grey is under my protection. Now tell me

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

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

worst–case scenarios.

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

open and I’m moving, long strides eating up the distance to Ava’s room. Two of

I bark, not slowing

them

with her.”

Lying still and pale against

her hodaido ovnraccion crim Thoro’s

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on the other side

Must be Lisa.

Vanessa greets softly. “I wish I had better

news.”

hand finding hers, careful of the wires and

have to swallow

throat.

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

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

unconsciousness.”

“Then what-”

her wolf,” Vanessa cuts in gently. “Or

the lack thereof.”

not understanding. “What do you

now, with everything she’s been through… I think her wolf is

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something’s blocking it. 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

wolves.”

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

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

Uncharted or not, I refuse to lose Ava. Not like

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

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