Tangled

Chapter 142

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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.

plink–plink

voices are gone.

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

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

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scream, the sound raw

my arms, but I don’t care. I have to get out. I have to find Ava. “You

and twist, my skin tearing, blood trickling down my forearms. Sobs wrack my body, each

the shackles forcing me to

Plink. Plink–plink.

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 be swallowed by

a

A fucking cell..

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chained up in some vampire’s dungeon like a gothic romance heroine. Except there’s no dashing

1. am.

Plink–plink–plink.

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

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

weak and helpless

I hate this.

always around. Hated his

that he was here to

smugness over this any day of the

how? How can he possibly find me when I

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where

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

determination and unwavering loyalty. She won’t give up

really

I don’t know anything about

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

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

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

taste blood and focus on the

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

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

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

a moment, just a moment, I almost

Plink.

my mind and I can’t

my biggest concern just a while ago was his weird breeding kink and the biting. Of how he wasn’t great at foreplay. Of the slightly–better–than mediocre

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