Tangled

Chapter 184

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184 Ava: What Are You Going to Do About It?

Staring at Jericho, I don't know how to respond.

The idea that I might cause more deaths moving forward is so horrifying, it's paralyzing.

That's not something I ever want to happen again.

"You have a long way to go yet before you can

claim that spot by the alpha's side. Sit up straight, girl." Jericho's finger jabs the air, pointing right at me. "Why are you wallowing in fear instead of forging forward?"

My mind goes blank. No words come to my defense, no clever retorts or explanations. Just... nothing, too surprised by the confrontation, too confused on where he's trying to go with his

words.

"I came back to see the rites-"

He slaps his thigh with a groan that sounds like it comes from the depths of his soul. "Is this the future of the Westwood Pack? We've gone too soft on a future Luna, I see."

My spine stiffens at that, a spark of indignation flaring to life. But before I can grasp onto it, Jericho's voice cracks through the room like a whip.

"You killed eighteen people. Nearly twenty more are still in the hospital, healing. Yeah? So what?"

through me, dousing that tiny ember

so lightly. I whisper. "They

still be alive it...

sound ricocheting off the walls, and I flinch

wolf!" My heart hammers against my ribs. What does he want me to say? That I'm sorry? That I'll do better? The words tangle on my tongue, trapped behind the lump in my throat. Somehow, I know that's

He's looking for more.

his gaze unwavering, demanding

meet his eyes. "I... I want to become

I don't want to

just looks at me, his expression

But before I can fully process it, Selene's voice cuts through the

stare at her,

"Wolves have no business running around like

sense of this new information. Jericho's wolf talked to her?

know about Selene?" I demand,

Surprise.

blue eyes fixed on the grizzled man, the demon of Westwood's training center. He knows

Never heard a

a blade, cuts through the glass to the world outside. The lines etched into his we "Can you contact this

fingers twisting together in my

sound more contemplative than dismissive. "Do you trust

on my tongue. "But she's the only one who seems to have any idea what's going on with me. With all of this. It makes me think we're stuck trusting

tightens, his gaze drifting back to the window. "She assumes you'll be entering the

question,

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