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 getting

I make a beeline for the front desk. The receptionist looks up,

demanding Ava’s

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Westwood Pack.

“R–room

don’t 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.

worse than Kellan let on? What if someone got past the guards? What

long strides eating up the distance to Ava’s room. Two of my enforcers stand guard outside,

not slowing

change, Alpha,” one of them says.

with her.”

my heart in my throat. And there she is. Ava. Lying still and pale against

ovnraccion crim Thoro’s a

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human girl on the other side of

Must be Lisa.

Vanessa greets softly. “I wish I

news.”

my hand finding hers, careful of the wires and tubes. Her

swallow

throat.

I ask hoarsely. “Why won’t she

running a hand through her hair. “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

the lack thereof.”

not understanding. “What do you mean?”

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

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recently, and there was the incident. during the escape where she had supernatural

wolves.”

face, my mind reeling. Her wolf. Trying to break

don’t know, Lucas. This is beyond anything

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

the guard on

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