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 nothing.

plink, plink–plink of something dripping.

voices are gone.

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

with a mania of isolation and fear. I try to move again,

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scream, the sound raw and

me 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 me here!” a

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

the shackles forcing me to hunch over. My muscles burn from the awkward position.

Plink. Plink–plink.

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

a

A fucking cell..

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my 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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again, to rage against

deep inside. I can’t shift

weak and helpless against

I hate this.

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

that he was here to tell me

his smugness over this any day

can he possibly find me

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where

sting my eyes, hot and bitter. I let them fall, too tired to fight them.

She won’t give up on me.

really go up against

I don’t know anything

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

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

maddening, the irregularity of it.

my lip hard enough to taste blood and focus on

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that Kellan and Ava will find me. That Lucas and the Westwood pack will

believe that. Because the alternative

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

a moment, just a moment,

Plink.

Bren’s face fills my mind and I can’t stop thinking

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

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