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?

whisper, but

that erratic plink, plink–plink of something dripping.

voices are

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

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

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chest and I scream, the sound

me 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 useless.

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

Plink. Plink–plink.

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,

a cell.

A fucking cell..

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some vampire’s dungeon like a gothic romance heroine. Except there’s

1. am.

Plink–plink–plink.

dripping picks up pace, as if mocking my S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

I want to scream again, to rage against the

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

Humans are weak and helpless against the supernatural.

I hate this.

was always around. Hated his grim determination to keep us safe, at the expense of

desperately that he was here to tell me I told you so.

this any day of the week.

possibly find me when

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where

bitter. I let them fall, too

her fierce determination and unwavering loyalty. She won’t give up on me.

really go up against vampires

don’t know anything about this world.

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

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

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

hard enough to taste blood and focus on the pain. It grounds me, keeps me from slipping into

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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 me home.

to believe that. Because the alternative is too terrifying to

arms around me, his voice

a moment, I almost

Plink.

until Bren’s face fills my mind and I can’t stop thinking about him.

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

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