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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Hunt

vengeance and blood in price for the eighteen

the warm musk of my wolves racing alongside me. There. A trace of sweetness,

with the metallic tang of old

Vampire.

surges as I lunge in the direction of that unholy scent. My paws devour the distance, powerful muscles flexing

your team northwest. Scent

way.

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

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

on a pike for all to see. A warning to any bloodsucker who even

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that

Ryder cuts in, his mental presence sharp with confusion. But it's... to

gut. South

the scent by the human farms. Kellan again, terse and grim. Miles from

vampire stench in different locations. Scattered throughout our territory like a web of dark

building in my chest. This isn't right. It's too spread out, too perfectly placed at

Fuck.

should have seen it immediately. Multiple

us out, divide our forces while he laughs

unease solidifies into a leaden weight in

Being played for fools by a cunning monster who knows exactly how

amid the chaos of

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

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