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,

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

linoleum as I make

Ava’s room

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my hand on the counter. “Alpha of the Westwood Pack. Ava Grey is under my protection. Now tell me where

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

on my heel and head for the elevators. The ride up is agonizingly slow, the

worst–case scenarios.

Kellan let on? What if

distance to Ava’s room. Two of my

not slowing

change, Alpha,” one of them says.

with her.”

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

her hodaido ovnraccion crim Thoro’s

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girl on the other side of the

Must be Lisa.

Vanessa greets softly. “I wish

news.”

strides, my hand finding hers, careful of the

to swallow past the lump in my

throat.

Nessa?” I ask hoarsely.

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

unconsciousness.”

“Then what-”

it’s her wolf,” Vanessa cuts

the lack thereof.”

not understanding. “What do

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

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an exceptional rate recently, and there was the incident. during the escape

wolves.”

still face, my mind reeling. Her wolf. Trying to break free. “But why

helplessly. “I don’t know, Lucas. This is beyond anything I’ve seen before. We’re in

to lose Ava. Not like this. Not when I just

double the guard on her room.

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