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

that erratic plink, plink–plink

voices are gone.

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

coiling around my heart and squeezing with a mania of isolation and fear.

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and I scream, the sound raw and

through my arms, but I don’t care. I

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

out of me. I can barely stand, the shackles

Plink. Plink–plink.

to the darkness. Shapes slowly emerge from the inky blackness. Rough stone walls, a small

a

A fucking cell..

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

1. am.

Plink–plink–plink.

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

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

weak and helpless against

I hate this.

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

desperately that he was here to tell

over this any day of the week.

How can he possibly find me when I don’t

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know where I

sting my eyes, hot and bitter. I let

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

be enough? Can they really go up against vampires and

I don’t know anything about

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

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

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

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

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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 they bring me home.

the

picture 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

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

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