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 that matters is getting to

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

demanding Ava’s

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of the Westwood Pack. Ava Grey

“R–room 305, Alpha. Third floor, to

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

worst–case scenarios.

let on? What if someone got past the guards?

doors ding open and I’m moving, long strides eating up the distance to Ava’s

bark, not

Alpha,” one of them

with her.”

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

ovnraccion crim Thoro’s

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the other

Must be Lisa.

“I

news.”

hand finding hers, careful of

to swallow past

throat.

Nessa?” I ask hoarsely. “Why won’t

hand through her hair. “Physically, she’s fine. Exhausted and a bit dehydrated, but nothing that would cause this level

unconsciousness.”

“Then what-”

Vanessa cuts in gently.

the lack thereof.”

understanding. “What do

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

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been at an exceptional rate recently, and there

wolves.”

face, my mind reeling. Her wolf. Trying to

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

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

updates every hour. And double the guard on her room. No one gets in

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