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?

whisper, but there’s nothing.

erratic plink, plink–plink of something dripping.

voices

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

my heart and squeezing with a mania of isolation and fear. I try to move again, the chains rattling like mocking laughter. Frustration rips

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chest and I scream, the sound raw and desperate.

I yank at the manacles, the metal biting into my wrists. Pain sears through my arms, but I don’t

body, each one tearing

stand, the shackles forcing me to

Plink. Plink–plink.

hard, I try to force my eyes to adjust to the darkness. Shapes slowly emerge from the inky blackness. Rough stone walls, a small window high above my head. The barest hint of moonlight filters through, only to

a cell.

A fucking cell..

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throat, escaping in a strangled laugh. I’m chained up in some vampire’s dungeon like a gothic romance heroine. Except there’s no dashing hero

1. am.

Plink–plink–plink.

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I want to scream again, to rage against the unfairness of it

or super strength hidden deep inside. I can’t shift into

Humans are weak and

I hate this.

his grim determination

I wish desperately that he was here to tell me I told

smugness over this any day of the

how? How can he possibly find me when

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know where I am?

sting my eyes, hot and bitter. I let them fall, too tired to fight

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

it be enough? Can they really go up against

I don’t know anything about

that I’m scared. I’m so fucking scared and I don’t

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

It’s maddening, the irregularity of it.

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

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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 until

that. Because the

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

a moment, I almost believe

Plink.

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

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

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