Tangled

Chapter 256

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256 Ava: The World Burns

Acarus holds up his hands. "Calm down, little witch. Your alpha is alive."

Alive.

What a weird way to put it.

Wouldn't someone normally say, your alpha is fine?

"What happened?" I ask, sitting back in the chair as I focus my gaze on Acarus.

"Great change. Rebellion. The end of days."

1 frown. "What do you mean, a great change?"

The air is heavy, making it hard to breathe. Or maybe it's just that my chest is tight.

Acarus leans forward, his eyes intense. "The supernatural communities have risen up against the limitations imposed by human laws. It's not just the wolf packs. Registered communities, unregistered cities- they're all involved. War is everywhere."

Marcus's brow furrows. "How widespread is this unrest?"

"It started here," Acarus explains, "but once the media caught wind of it, riots spread to large communities across the country. This anger has been simmering for a long time. Many feel the humans have chained us with their biased laws."

My heart races. “Just tell me what happened to Lucas, I demand, worry coloring my tone.

Acarus inclines his head, his expression softening slightly. "He's recovering in a hospital."

Relief and consternation flow.

Why? By who?

1. me. A hospital? Then that means he was injured. How?

"Westwood is now under the control of rogue supernaturals. And Blackwood... My apologies, Ava. Alpha Renard has retaken it."

Lucas has been defeated.

And my father's back in power.

The implications make my head spin.

with concern. "That doesn't explain why we haven't been able to contact

I'm not familiar with the technical terms, but it's some form of hacking. It's

to comprehend. "How is it even possible to take down an entire country's

much as I understand. Beyond that,

am not that person."

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mind races, trying to make sense of it all. Then, a thought strikes me. "What about Clayton? How's the Aspen pack

raises an eyebrow, surprise evident in his features.

that presumption. "It's just... Clayton's been in Westwood and

I'm not certain. He pauses, his gaze intense. "Ava, I don't think

Acarus suggests showing me what he means, Marcus and Vanessa tense up like colled springs. I can feel the shift in the

outside right now, Marcus says, his voice low and firm. "We need more information first. We still aren't certain

his expression a mix of amusement and bewilderment. "There's an easier way to show her what I mean," he says,

plates in front of Marcus and Vanessa, a pang of guilt hitting me as 1 realize they haven't even had a chance to take a

Acarus's touch, and suddenly, the world I thought I

unfolding behind her. New York City, a place I've only seen in movies and postcards, has

catches in my throat as the camera pans across streets I don't recognize, littered with... bodies. So many bodies. The reporter's words wash over me, a torrent of horror I can barely process. "...unprecedented riots across the city... hospitals overwhelmed...

horrific detail. Smoke rises from burning

one of them stops for a quick interview. They all say the

Run.

Run for your lives.

headlines at the bottom of the screen hammer home

The World

seeing:

ARMAGEDDON: SUPERNATURALS BETRAY HUMANITY

NO CITY

TOLL SURPASSES 100,000

SENT TO WHITE

I sink onto the couch, unable to tear my eyes away from the nightmare playing out before me. I

peace between humans

future? Humans will never trust us again. Will

myself dissociating from the moment, my feelings growing distant and dim as I

and the camera are

safe in a building somewhere, citing technical difficulties. Instead, we follow along a nauseating run. Then, no visibility at all, and a lot

down, someone

did they take down an entire

is the camera still

so. Let me

the lens. We can see again, the reporter's face. illuminated

sending dirt and debris everywhere. We're safe, but I think the death

major city..." The camera returns to a horrified anchor who speaks with professional detachment, despite the pallor

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