Tangled

Chapter 142

142 Lisa: Chained

The sound of water dripping is the first thing to break through the darkness of my mind.

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

It’s an erratic rhythm that leaves me uncomfortable.

The voices come next, soft, sibilant whispers. Evil. Whoever they are, they’d be the villains in any story.

Eventually, I realize the darkness is really just pain. Pain that throbs and aches in half my face. But why?

Vampires.

That’s why.

My eyes fly open when I finally remember, and I struggle to sit up, blinking into the darkness.

I can’t see anything.

Are my eyes open?

My hands won’t reach my face, yanking against

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something cold and hard around my wrists.

Manacles?

Swiping my hands around, I can feel the heavy, rusted chains holding me down, bolted to the floor.

Fuck.

This is…

Really not good.

Ava. Is Ava here?

but there’s

that erratic plink, plink–plink of something

voices are gone.

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

my mind, coiling around my heart and squeezing with a mania of isolation and fear. I try to move again,

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scream, the

biting into my wrists. Pain sears through my arms, but I don’t care. I

wrack my body, each one tearing out of my throat.

fight draining out of me. I can barely stand, the shackles forcing me to

Plink. Plink–plink.

stone walls, a small window high above my head. The barest hint of moonlight filters through, only to be swallowed by clouds

a cell.

A fucking cell..

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up my throat, escaping in a strangled laugh. I’m chained up in some vampire’s dungeon like a gothic

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Plink–plink–plink.

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rage against the unfairness of it all.

a human. There’s no magic or super strength hidden deep inside. I can’t

weak and helpless against the

I hate this.

hated how he was always around. Hated his grim

was here to tell me

smugness over this any day of

can he possibly find me

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where I

my eyes, hot and bitter. I let them fall,

think of Ava, of her fierce determination and unwavering loyalty. She won’t give up

really

I don’t know anything about this world.

is that I’m scared. I’m so fucking scared

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

other thought. It’s maddening, the irregularity of it. I want to scream, to

blood and focus on the pain. It grounds me, keeps me from

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will find me. That Lucas and the Westwood pack will tear this place apart stone by stone

that. Because the

I imagine his arms around me, his voice in my ear

a moment,

Plink.

mind and I can’t

his weird breeding kink and the biting. Of how he wasn’t great at foreplay. Of the slightly–better–than mediocre sex and

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