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?

I whisper, but

that erratic plink, plink–plink

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 rattling like mocking laughter. Frustration

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scream, the

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 find Ava. “You can’t keep

my body, each one tearing out of my throat. It’s useless. The

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

Plink. Plink–plink.

Shapes slowly emerge from the inky blackness. Rough stone walls, a small window high above my head. The barest hint of moonlight filters through, only to

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 save

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Plink–plink–plink.

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rage against the

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

and helpless against

I hate this.

thoughts drift to Kellan. I’d hated how he was always around. Hated his grim determination to keep us

he was here to tell me I told you

smugness over this any day of the week.

can he possibly

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where I

bitter. I let them fall, too tired to

won’t give

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

don’t know. I don’t know anything

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

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

irregularity of it. I want

and focus on the pain. It grounds

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

Because the alternative is too terrifying

picture Kellan’s face. I imagine his arms around

a moment,

Plink.

fills my mind and I can’t stop thinking about

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

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