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,

about the dog right now. All

sliding doors, my boots thudding against the linoleum as I make a beeline for the front desk.

demanding Ava’s room number.

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

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

for the elevators. The ride

worst–case scenarios.

hurt worse than Kellan let on? What if

to Ava’s room. Two of my enforcers stand guard outside, nodding respectfully as I approach.

bark, not slowing

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

with her.”

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

hodaido ovnraccion crim Thoro’s a

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the other side of the

Must be Lisa.

greets softly. “I wish

news.”

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

to swallow past the

throat.

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

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

unconsciousness.”

“Then what-”

it’s her wolf,” Vanessa cuts in gently. “Or rather,

the lack thereof.”

“What do you mean?”

now, with everything she’s

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healing has been at an exceptional rate recently, and there was the incident. during the escape where she had supernatural speed.

wolves.”

my mind reeling. Her wolf.

This is beyond

to lose Ava. Not like

want updates every hour. And double the guard on her

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