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 erased

16. 16.

continue to burn, casting an eerie glow across the clearing. My wolves move like shadows, their movements precise and focused as they search for any

No scent, no trail, no sign of the monsters responsible for this

searching I order, my voice rough with emotion. "There has to be

even as the words leave my lips, I know it's futile.

if it's not,

for the streets to run crimson beneath our silver moon. A true war hasn't come

It's real.

ICCS Devery

already died, but

much as I love her, as much as my life revolves around her, Ava alone can't

we're all being led to one conclusion, like sheep to slaughter, Closing

Deep.

Slow.

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

wolves rely on me for

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

I share with my beta is tight, so no others can interfere or listen

how much this

rebels against the idea of establishing any sort of connection with those bloodsucking monsters, but

around for the scraps

1. us.

can't keep getting

eyes again, I square

me for guidance now more than ever before. And

"is everyone accounted for?"

out looking for our missing wolves There's no warmth or solace in the

is reeling, grasping for answers

this happen? How did we let ourselves become so vulnerable? So exposed? The

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