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,

dog right now. All that matters is

thudding against the linoleum as I make a beeline for the front desk. The receptionist looks up, startled, but

demanding Ava’s

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“Alpha of the Westwood

over her keyboard. “R–room 305,

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

worst–case scenarios.

let on? What if someone got past

Ava’s room. Two of my enforcers stand guard

not

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

with her.”

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

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the other side of

Must be Lisa.

“I

news.”

cross to Ava’s side in three strides, my hand finding hers, careful of

swallow past the lump

throat.

ask hoarsely. “Why won’t she wake

through her hair. “Physically, she’s fine. Exhausted and a bit dehydrated, but nothing

unconsciousness.”

“Then what-”

Vanessa

the lack thereof.”

not understanding. “What do

hasn’t shifted, despite being of age. And now, with everything she’s been through… I think her wolf

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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. These are

wolves.”

at Ava’s still face, my mind reeling. Her wolf.

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

to lose Ava. Not

monitoring her,” I order. “I want updates every hour. And double the guard on her room. No one gets

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