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?

I whisper, but

that erratic plink, plink–plink of something dripping.

voices are

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

of isolation

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scream, the sound raw and desperate.

go!” I yank at the manacles, the metal biting into my wrists. Pain sears through my arms, but I don’t care. I have to get out. I have to

down my forearms. Sobs wrack my body, each one tearing out of my throat. It’s

slump, the fight draining out of me. I can barely stand, the shackles forcing me to hunch over. My muscles burn

Plink. Plink–plink.

blackness. Rough stone walls, a small window high above my head. The barest hint of moonlight filters through, only to

a

A fucking cell..

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in a strangled laugh. I’m chained up in some vampire’s dungeon like a gothic romance heroine.

1. am.

Plink–plink–plink.

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again, to rage against the unfairness of it all.

strength hidden deep inside. I can’t shift into a wolf

Humans are weak and helpless against the

I hate this.

hated how he was always around. Hated his grim determination to keep

he was here

his smugness over this any day

possibly find me when

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know where

and bitter. I let them fall, too tired to fight them.

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

enough? Can they really go up against vampires and win?

know. I don’t know

is that I’m scared. I’m so fucking scared and I don’t know what

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

my head, driving out every other thought. It’s maddening, the irregularity of it. I

and focus on the pain. It grounds me, keeps me from slipping into despair.

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on. I have to believe that Kellan and Ava will find me. That Lucas and the Westwood pack will tear this place apart stone by stone

believe that. Because the alternative

eyes and picture Kellan’s face. I imagine his arms around me, his voice in my ear telling me it’s going to

a moment, I

Plink.

until Bren’s face fills my mind and

wasn’t great at foreplay. Of the slightly–better–than mediocre sex and then the aphrodisiac that

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