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 that matters is

boots thudding against the linoleum as I make a beeline for the

Ava’s

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hand on the counter. “Alpha of the Westwood Pack. Ava Grey

flying over her keyboard. “R–room 305, Alpha. Third floor, to the left.”

don’t bother with thanks, just spin on my heel and head for the elevators. The ride up is agonizingly slow, the numbers crawling

worst–case scenarios.

worse than Kellan let on? What if someone

Ava’s room.

bark, not

of them says.

with her.”

is. Ava. Lying still and pale against the white sheets, an IV dripping into her arm. Vanessa looks

ovnraccion crim Thoro’s a

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girl on the other side of the

Must be Lisa.

“I wish I had

news.”

finding hers, careful of the wires

touch, and I have to swallow past the

throat.

I ask hoarsely. “Why

sighs, running a hand through her hair. “Physically, she’s fine. Exhausted and a bit

unconsciousness.”

“Then what-”

it’s her wolf,” Vanessa

the lack thereof.”

“What do you mean?”

now, with everything she’s been through… I think her wolf is trying

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it. It’s the only theory I can come up with. Her healing has been at an exceptional rate recently, and there was the incident. during

wolves.”

still face, my mind reeling. Her

“I don’t know, Lucas. This is

nod, jaw tight. Uncharted or not, I refuse to lose Ava. Not like this. Not when I just got her

every hour. And double the guard on her room. No one gets in besides medical staff

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