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 there’s nothing.

erratic plink, plink–plink of something dripping.

voices are

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

isolation and fear. I try to move again,

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142 Usa Chained

I scream, the sound raw and

but I don’t care. I have to get out. I have

my skin tearing, blood trickling down my forearms. Sobs wrack my body, each one tearing out of my throat. It’s useless. The chains hold

me. I can barely stand, the shackles forcing me to hunch over. My muscles burn

Plink. Plink–plink.

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

a

A fucking cell..

142 Lika Chained

a gothic romance heroine. Except there’s no dashing hero coming to save me. No one even knows where I

1. am.

Plink–plink–plink.

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scream again, to rage against the

magic or super strength hidden deep

and helpless against the supernatural.

I hate this.

thoughts drift to Kellan. I’d hated how he was always around. Hated his grim determination to keep us

was here to tell me I told

take his smugness over this any day of the week.

How can he possibly find

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know where I

bitter. I let them fall, too tired to

of Ava, of her fierce determination and unwavering loyalty. She won’t give up on me. She’ll tear this world apart to find me.

they really go

don’t know

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

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

fills my head, driving out every other thought. It’s maddening, the irregularity of it. I want to scream, to beg for it

my lip hard enough to taste blood and focus on the pain. It grounds

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Kellan and Ava will find me. That Lucas and the Westwood pack will tear this place apart stone by stone until they bring

have to believe that. Because the alternative is too terrifying to

Kellan’s face. I imagine his arms around me, his voice in

just a moment, I almost believe

Plink.

until Bren’s face fills my mind and I can’t stop

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

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