Tangled

Chapter 178

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178 Lucas: Hunt Him Down

LUCAS

Hundreds of wolves flood the forest in search of the elusive

vampire, filling my blood with the lust of the hunt and pride in my pack.

Ava's at the lodge and safe. I'm on my way. Kellan's mental voice is a welcome interruption.

Ryder scented him near the border of the human dairy farm. Take a team and move south, in case he's fucking with his trail.

Got it, Alpha.

Now that I don't have to worry about her safety, I can focus on this bastard who has the balls to come to our lands during this sacred time.

My wolf snarls, a vicious rumble deep in our shared chest as we race through the shadowed forest.

Moonlight weaves between the trees, illuminating the underbrush in random patterns, brushing against my dark fur as I weave

between ancient trunks.

All around me, howls rise into the night sky. It's an eerie symphony of bloodlust, feral and free, as we rush through the land in pursuit, ready to tear any vampire we catch from limb from limb. The pack's rage pulses through me, mingling with my own, until I can't distinguish where mine ends and theirs Begins.

Good. Let them feel the depth of my wrath, the seething

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Lisas Hunt

demands vengeance and blood in

trees, far past the past the warm musk of my wolves racing alongside me.

shot through with the metallic tang of old blood.

Vampire.

of that unholy scent. My paws devour the

team northwest.

way.

the intensity of my focus. I sense Kellan's acknowledgment, feel him gathering

that dared to invade my territory, dared to threaten and kill my people. And

on a pike for all to see. A warning to any bloodsucker who even looks at our lands. Alpha, I've got the scent near the perimeter! Sabine, one of my

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that

presence sharp with confusion. But it's... to the south. Opposite direction from

my gut. South should lead them

human farms. Kellan again, terse and grim. Miles

same sickly sweet vampire stench in different locations.

growl building in my chest. This isn't right.

Fuck.

have seen it immediately. Multiple trails, each leading in

us out,

unease solidifies into a leaden

that we're missing something vital. Being played for fools by

sides heaving as I cast out with all my senses. Straining for any sign of the vampire's actual location amid the chaos of false trails. But there's nothing. Only the maddening sweetnes pack-link like

tage batter against my mind, but I shut that connection down with ruthless efficiency.

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