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

plink–plink of

the voices are gone.

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

a mania of isolation and fear. I try

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the sound raw

into my wrists. Pain sears through my arms, but I don’t care. I have to get out. I have to find Ava. “You can’t

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

slump, the fight draining out of me. I can barely stand, the shackles forcing me to hunch over.

Plink. Plink–plink.

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 clouds

a

A fucking cell..

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vampire’s dungeon like a gothic

1. am.

Plink–plink–plink.

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scream again, to rage against

deep inside.

weak and helpless against

I hate this.

he was always around. Hated his grim determination to keep us

I wish desperately that he was here to tell me I

smugness over this

How can he possibly find me when I

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know where

and bitter. I let them

think of Ava, of her fierce determination and unwavering loyalty. She won’t give up on me. She’ll tear this world

will it be enough? Can they really go up against vampires and win?

don’t know. I don’t know anything about this world.

I’m so fucking scared and I don’t know

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

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

focus on the pain. It grounds me, keeps me from slipping into

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Lucas and the Westwood pack will tear this place apart stone by stone until they bring me

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

and picture Kellan’s face. I imagine his arms around

moment, just a moment, I

Plink.

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

he wasn’t great at foreplay. Of the slightly–better–than mediocre sex and then the aphrodisiac that had elevated it to

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