Tangled

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185 Ava: Can't Sacrifice the Pack for One

Person

"I don't mind sacrificing my life for Lisa's. But I can't sacrifice this pack for her. I'm struggling to know how to juggle these feelings."

The truth has my shoulders sagging, but he only nods.

"Responsibility will always be a shackle to your decisions. It's a good lesson to learn."

"Better if I'd learned it before lives were lost," I mutter, full of

self-deprecation.

"Sit up straight," Jericho snaps, his voice cracking like a whip. "Feeling sorry for yourself doesn't help anyone."

My spine stiffens even as I flinch, scrambling to obey the older wolf before my brain catches up to his demands.

Training is a scary thing.

Selene's ears perk up, and his head swivels toward the door. A few seconds later, I hear the thud of approaching footsteps. Jericho grunts, "That alpha sure took his sweet time."" The door bursts open, and Lucas strides in, Kellan at his heels.

Lucas's amber eyes lock onto me, wild and desperate, and he rushes to my side. His hands skim over my arms, my face, as if reassuring himself I'm unharmed.

"Are you okay? Did the vampire hurt you?" His words tumble out in a frantic rush, even though I'm sure he's been informed of my

↑ Devacho summarizes the situation in clipped tones. Skuter Mirams

oddly incapacitater guarde acas's face darkens

the room like a caged predator. "She's toying with

breath, "Raised

truth in them. Lucas is letting his

conclusions without evidence.

to be his weakness

know that for sure,"

are unclear, but

means us harm."

on me, his eyes flashing. "How can you say that?

hasn't, I argue, my voice

nor frindering us ve

"Ava's right. We can't afford

before we act"

the weight of this past week. Running a hand through his hair, he growls, "I know. I just- fuck. These damn bloodsuckers

you both a thousand times, never become complacent in the power of the pack. Get too proud, and you'll be brought to your

eyes Kellan, a low growl

his shoulders squaring. He meets his father's gaze head-on, and dominance radiates off them in waves. Lucas steps between them, his own power flaring to life. "Enough." he commands, his voice ringing with authority.

time for this."

beneath the surface. One day,

you mean, we're too complacent? We've been on high alert since

as porous as a sieve, and you're letting your emotions cloud your judgment. Vampires aren't like shifters. They're

works."

you suggest?" Lucas asks,

me, a calculating gleam in his eye. "You need to use every resource

heart hammering in my chest. He means me. My connection to Sister Miriam,

darkening. "No. Absolutely not. I