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"

scent has been erased from the

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the scene with growing frustration. The disturbed heaps continue to burn, casting an eerie glow across the clearing. My

there's nothing. No scent, no trail, no sign of the monsters responsible for this atrocity.

with emotion. "There has to

my lips, I know it's futile. Whoever did this was meticulous, leaving no

if it's not, we risk

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

It's real.

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have already

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

feels like we're all being led to one

Deep.

Slow.

no more leeway for mistakes and

me for

even the wolves near us would be able to decipher his

connection I share with my beta is tight,

how much this decision galls

of establishing any sort of connection with those bloodsucking monsters,

a time to wait around for the scraps any spies

1. us.

can't keep getting jerked

eyes again, I square my

my wolves. They're looking to me for guidance now more than ever before. And

"is everyone accounted for?"

groups out looking for our missing wolves There's no warmth or

is reeling, grasping for

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

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