Tangled

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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?

but there’s nothing.

plink, plink–plink of something

the voices are gone.

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

incessant sound slithers into my mind, coiling around my heart and squeezing with a mania of isolation and fear. I try to move again, the chains

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chest and I scream, the sound raw

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

Sobs wrack my body,

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

Plink. Plink–plink.

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

in 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 coming

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Plink–plink–plink.

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scream again, to rage against

super strength hidden deep inside. I can’t

weak and helpless against

I hate this.

always around. Hated his grim determination to keep us

was here to

smugness over this any day of

possibly find me

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know where I

let them

She won’t give up on me. She’ll

they really go

know. I don’t know anything about this

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

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

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

blood and focus on the pain. It grounds me, keeps

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will find me. That Lucas and the Westwood pack will tear this

have to believe that. Because the

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

for a moment, just a moment,

Plink.

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

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 sex and then the aphrodisiac that had elevated it to good sex.