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

that erratic plink, plink–plink of something dripping.

voices are gone.

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

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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I scream, the sound raw and desperate.

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

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

I can barely stand, the shackles forcing me to hunch

Plink. Plink–plink.

hard, I try to force my eyes to adjust to the darkness. 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 be swallowed by clouds a moment later.

a

A fucking cell..

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

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Plink–plink–plink.

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to scream again, to rage against the unfairness

a human. There’s no magic or super strength hidden deep

are weak and helpless against the supernatural.

I hate this.

was always around. Hated his grim determination to

I wish desperately that he was here to tell me I told

this any day of

how? How can he possibly find

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know where I

hot and bitter. I let them fall, too tired to

her fierce determination and unwavering loyalty. She won’t give up

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

know. I don’t know anything about this

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

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

head, driving out every other thought. It’s maddening, the irregularity of it. I want to scream, to beg for it

don’t. I bite my lip hard enough to taste blood and focus on the pain. It grounds me, keeps me from

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have to hold on. I have to believe that Kellan and Ava will find me. That Lucas and the Westwood pack will tear this place apart stone by

believe that. Because the alternative is too

his arms around me, his voice in my ear telling me it’s going

a moment, just a moment, I almost believe it.

Plink.

fills my mind and I can’t

how my biggest concern 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 sex and

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