Tangled

Chapter 182

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182 Lucas: Ghoulish Discovery

LUCAS =

Who the fuck steals burning bodies of the dead?

The motive is completely unfathomable.

Angry flames lick at the night sky, smoldering remnants of what should have been a sacred night, with souls returned to the embrace of the Moon Goddess.

Instead, there are eighteen disturbed mounds, with no bodies to

be found.

Nude after my shift, my bare feet sink into the sodden earth as I move closer, mud squelching between my toes.

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"Alpha." Kellan's voice cuts through the haze of my thoughts. He holds out a bundle of clothes, emergency spares we keep on hand

for situations like this.

Grabbing only a pair of jeans, I pull them on with a vicious yank, fury boiling just beneath my skin. The breeze, cool and oblivious to the undercurrents of the night, is almost soothing against my heated skin. Around me, my wolves move through the clearing, noses to the ground as they try to parse out any lingering scents. But there's nothing. The air is too clean, too pure. It's as if someone took a giant eraser and before us.

"I don't understand," I mutter, more to myself than anyone else.

"How can there be no scent? It's like the area's been sanitized."

Kellan frowns, his brow furrowed in concentration. "It's not just the scents of the offackers that are missing. I can't even catch a whiff of Ava"

Even her scent has been erased from the very

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an eerie glow across the clearing. My wolves move like shadows, their movements precise and focused as

the monsters responsible

rough with emotion. "There has to be

leave my lips, I know it's futile. Whoever did

if it's not, we risk a war that will take too

the streets to run crimson beneath our silver moon. A true war hasn't come to any pack in a

It's real.

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have already died,

my life revolves around her, Ava alone can't possibly be the

led to one conclusion, like sheep to slaughter, Closing

Deep.

Slow.

There's no more leeway for mistakes and

many wolves rely on me

do you think?" Kellan asks, his voice so soft not even the wolves near us would be able to

connection I share with my beta is tight, so no

much this decision

me rebels against the idea of establishing any sort of connection with those bloodsucking monsters, but we're operating too blind, and the stakes keep

isn't a time to wait around for the scraps any

1. us.

can't keep

again, I square

me for guidance now more than ever

"is everyone accounted for?"

alert. I have two groups out looking for our missing wolves There's no warmth or solace in the intense heat radiating from the funeral mounds, made

grasping for answers that refuse

How did we let ourselves become so vulnerable? So exposed? The questions gnaw at me, bringing

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