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

plink, plink–plink of something

voices are

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

of isolation and fear. I try to move again, the chains rattling like

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the sound raw

arms, but I don’t care.

body, each one

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

Plink. Plink–plink.

darkness. Shapes slowly emerge from the inky blackness. Rough stone walls, a small window high above my head. The barest hint of

a

A fucking cell..

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up my throat, escaping in a strangled laugh. I’m chained up in some vampire’s dungeon like a gothic romance heroine.

1. am.

Plink–plink–plink.

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

scream again, to rage against the unfairness of it

no magic or super strength hidden deep inside. I can’t

and helpless against the supernatural.

I hate this.

around. Hated his grim determination to keep us safe,

that he was here to tell me I told you

his smugness over this

possibly find

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where I am?

hot and bitter. I let them

fierce determination and unwavering loyalty. She won’t give up on me. She’ll tear this world apart to

enough? Can they really go up against vampires and win?

know anything about this world.

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

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

the irregularity of it. I want to scream, to beg for

focus on the pain.

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That Lucas and the Westwood pack will tear this place apart stone by stone until

to believe that. Because the alternative is

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

moment, just a

Plink.

until Bren’s face fills my mind

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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