Tangled

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LUCAS

I’m going to hell.

I’m going straight to hell on a VIP plane.

Pressing a soft kiss against my phone screen after Ava hangs up isn’t why.

Having a raging boner from the sound of her little laugh? That’s not why, either… exactly.

But what deranged psychopath gets hard from listening to their mate while slicing body parts off a

corpse?

Granted, he’s still groaning a little, so he isn’t a corpse yet. But he’s close.

“Did you fix the chainsaw?”

“Got it working again.” Vester holds it up, its teeth gleaming wetly in the dim light. The damn sound of it starting up again had almost ruined my conversation with my mate..

I nod, tearing my gaze away from the screen, Ava’s

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sweet laughter still echoing in my ears. “Let’s get this done, then.”

The knife clatters onto the tray as I set it aside. I barely remember picking it up, so distracted by the sound of my mate’s voice. Her presence lingers, a phantom touch against my cheek. But reality crashes back in as I survey the mess on the floor.

I kick at his head, to the side in a glistening pool of blood. His eyes stare blankly, mouth slack. He stopped screaming a while ago, his healing abilities no match for Vester’s ruthless blade, but even so, the occasional groan comes out. He should have been dead already, but his body hasn’t realized it yet, still trying to fight the pain.

Fucking Blackwood spy. Thought he could infiltrate my borders, gather intel for that snake Renard. Not on my

watch.

We aren’t usually into dismembering, but it has its place.

“What’s the plan for all these bits and pieces?” Vester asks, wiping his hands on a rag that’s more red than white.

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spy all around the perimeter

nods. “Sending a

to dispel the tension. It’s been a long night. Weeks, really. Ever since Ava escaped

of a wolf.

sweet laughter… it’s a balm and a curse; soothing my ragged edges while stoking the fire in my veins. I want to be there, watching over her

needs her

distant. If all it takes is

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picking up her call, even during this

on the shoulder, startling me

thoughts. “I’ll get the boys to start on the

there, watching my back, ready to do what needs doing. Even the ugly shit. “Sounds good.” Hopefully Ava never hears of these sordid details, the shadowy side

is–she’s going to live in

a beautiful world.

places

snorts, a wry smile tugging at his mouth. “You’re thinking about her again, aren’t you? You should

some

make me sound like a serial killer or something.” But there’s no heat in it. He’s not wrong: Ava twists

want before.

better man.

future

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never considered myself lacking

brought into her life? I feel like

of this earth.

free of this nightmare a long time ago. Would have been, if I

getting to be on the

to go down. You’d think the overpowering smell of blood, metallic in the back of my throat, would be

the smell of Ava’s unique scent. All I can see is her gorgeous face and the way she pulls her bottom lip in when she’s worried. How her face changes when

I’m

I be thinking like this?

got it

took was that little laugh of hers, to realize her walls had come down,

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that hospital room and

her body

Fuck.

a problem.

bloodthirsty tendencies, he doesn’t care about anything except Ava and Selene. He’s been somewhat soothed since we’d made love on the hospital bed, her body warm and soft

Damn it.

get

her. Mate her. Mark