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,

now.

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

demanding Ava’s room

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of the Westwood Pack.

flying over her keyboard. “R–room 305,

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

worst–case scenarios.

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

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

I bark, not slowing

Alpha,” one of them says. “Vanessa’s

with her.”

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

ovnraccion crim Thoro’s

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the other side of the bed.

Must be Lisa.

greets softly. “I wish

news.”

three strides, my hand finding hers,

have to swallow past the lump in

throat.

I ask hoarsely. “Why won’t

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

unconsciousness.”

“Then what-”

think it’s her wolf,” Vanessa cuts in

the lack thereof.”

frown, not understanding. “What do you

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

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exceptional rate recently, and

wolves.”

my mind reeling. Her wolf. Trying

“I don’t know, Lucas. This is beyond anything I’ve seen before. We’re in uncharted territory here.”

I refuse to lose Ava. Not like this. Not when I just got her

want updates every hour. And double the guard