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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casting an eerie glow across the clearing. My

scent, no trail, no sign of the monsters

voice rough with emotion. "There

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

not, we

our silver moon. A true war hasn't come to

It's real.

ICCS Devery

many have already

her, as much as my life

to one conclusion, like sheep

Deep.

Slow.

will only lead to misstep. There's no more leeway

on me for their safety,

you think?" Kellan asks, his voice so soft not even the wolves near us

need to talk to Ava. Connect with her Sister Miriam. The connection I share with my beta is tight, so no others can interfere or

knowing how much

part of me rebels against the idea of establishing any sort of connection

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

1. us.

keep getting jerked

my eyes again,

for guidance now

"is everyone accounted for?"

Ryder reports, ever the responsible delta as he strides toward me. "I've already updated Vester at Blackwood, and they're on full 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 of hay

is reeling, grasping for answers that

become so vulnerable? So exposed? The questions gnaw at me,

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