Tangled

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,

think about the dog right now.

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

Ava’s room

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the Westwood Pack. Ava Grey is under my protection. Now tell me

keyboard. “R–room

elevators. The ride up is agonizingly slow, the numbers crawling

worst–case scenarios.

if she’s hurt worse than Kellan let on? What if

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

I bark, not slowing

change, Alpha,” one of them says. “Vanessa’s

with her.”

in my throat. And there she is. Ava. Lying still and pale

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on the other side of the

Must be Lisa.

greets softly. “I wish I had

news.”

in three strides, my hand finding hers, careful of

touch, and I have to swallow past the lump

throat.

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

a hand through her hair. “Physically, she’s fine. Exhausted and a

unconsciousness.”

“Then what-”

Vanessa

the lack thereof.”

frown, not understanding. “What do you mean?”

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

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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

wolves.”

at Ava’s still face, my mind reeling. Her wolf. Trying to break free. “But

This is beyond anything I’ve seen before. We’re in uncharted territory

Ava. Not like this. Not

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