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,

now. All

as I make a beeline for

Ava’s

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

keyboard. “R–room 305, Alpha. Third

bother with thanks, just spin on my heel and head for the elevators. The ride up is agonizingly slow, the numbers crawling by as my

worst–case scenarios.

Kellan let on? What if someone got past

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

not slowing

of them says.

with her.”

Ava. Lying still and pale against the white sheets, an IV

her hodaido ovnraccion crim

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other side of the

Must be Lisa.

Vanessa greets softly. “I wish I had better

news.”

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

to swallow past

throat.

ask hoarsely. “Why won’t she

fine. Exhausted and a bit dehydrated, but

unconsciousness.”

“Then what-”

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

the lack thereof.”

not understanding. “What do you mean?”

says carefully. “She hasn’t shifted, despite being of age. And now, with everything she’s been through… I

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exceptional rate recently, and there was the

wolves.”

mind reeling. Her wolf. Trying to break

is

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

the guard on her room.

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