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"

been

16. 16.

eerie glow across the clearing.

of the monsters responsible

rough with emotion.

it's futile. Whoever did this was meticulous,

not, we risk a war that will take

many wolves are already clamoring, screaming for the streets to run crimson beneath our silver moon. A true war hasn't come to any pack in a long

It's real.

ICCS Devery

already died,

her, as much as my life revolves

led to one conclusion, like sheep to slaughter, Closing my

Deep.

Slow.

only lead to misstep. There's no more leeway

many wolves rely on me

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

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

knowing how much

rebels against the idea of establishing any sort of connection

time to wait around for

1. us.

keep getting jerked

again,

for guidance now more

"is everyone accounted for?"

out looking for our missing wolves There's no warmth or solace in the intense heat radiating from the funeral mounds, made of hay and dried

for answers that refuse

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

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