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 from the very

16. 16.

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

nothing. No scent, no trail, no sign of the monsters

voice rough with emotion. "There has to be something we're

futile. Whoever did this was meticulous, leaving no

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

clamoring, screaming for 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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many have already

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

to one

Deep.

Slow.

misstep. There's no more leeway for mistakes

on me for their safety,

asks, his voice so soft not even the

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

knowing how much this

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

wait around

1. us.

can't keep getting

eyes again, I square

to me for guidance now more

"is everyone accounted for?"

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

mind is reeling, grasping for

did this happen? How did we let ourselves become so vulnerable? So exposed? The questions gnaw at me, bringing no

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