Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 390 Lucas: What's Going On?

LUCAS

| rub my temples, staring at the raequipment spread across my desk. Static crackles through the speakers, a

sound that's becfar too familiar these past days.

"Nothing." Ryder switches the dial again. "Dead air on every emergency frequency. Been like this for a few days

now."

Vester crosses his arms. "That's what worriesmost. The humans have been relying on their radios to stay

organized; why would it go silent now?"

My wolf paces beneath my skin, sensing a storm on the horizon. "And Jericho's message?"

"Just as | said." The healer's mate pulls out a crumpled note. "'Be alert." His vampire contacts are usually more

specific. | can only assthat it's a gut feeling on their side, as well."

"Given the recent attack, we can assume—" Ryder begins, and | already know where he's going. To tie Jericho's

vampire refugees with the Mad Prince; it's something everyone's already thinking, and | can't deny that it would

make sense. But in my gut, | know it's wrong.

"Enough." My words are sharper than | mean for them to be, but both my deltas are used to that. "Jericho should

be here. His insight with the vampires could prove invaluable."

Ryder scoffs. "If we could even trust his friends. Who knows? Maybe one of them is related to the Mad Prince.

How else would they know he's on the move?"

"Jericho's contacts aren't affiliated with that monster. The warning cafter our contact with his thrall."

"Can we be certain? The world's gone dark, Alpha. For all we know, those vampires aren't even in hiding. Maybe

they're trying to use Jericho to get to us."

The pack's bias against bloodsuckers is one that won't disappear anytsoon. There are many who still look at

Sister Miriam with ssuspicion, and her recent disappearance has only heightened those feelings.

Of course, I've learned that not all vampires are evil as we always understood them to be.

"We can't afford to alienate potential allies. This is no simple territory war."

"And we can't risk bringing enemies inside our walls." Vester's calm voice sides with Ryder. He's been more

cautious since the betrayals from our own pack members. "Though | agree—having Jericho back would be a

great help."

There's little more to be said on the subject. | was hoping to see Jericho in person and discuss the nature of his

vampire friends, but with our current situation, that's impossible. | can't leave the pack.

"Something's happening. Ava says the taint has gathered and becdense. The radios have gone silent. It's

been too peaceful for too long, and now this attack by the Mad Prince." Drumming my fingers against the table, |

lean back in one of our folding chairs—our luxurious seating arrangement in the debriefing tent.

Vester sighs. "There has been no suspicious activity in the last few days. The patrols report nothing but snow and

more snow. Animal activity seems normal, and the human cities still seem to be keeping their stores stocked."

"So, why now? The cold should work in our favor. Isn't it what stopped them?" Ryder is skeptical; he doesn't have

the sview as | do. He thinks the Mad Prince's attack is unrelated.

But we've all learned to assthe worst.

The real problem is that he's right. Winter has been our greatest ally these past months. The snow slows

everyone down—rogues, vampires, and humans. With the lack of easy communication and the severe winter

conditions, we assumed all the attacks stopped due to basic logistics.

My deltas and | assumed our enemies would wait for spring.

"What if the cold is exactly what they want?" It was only ever an assumption, anyway. One that we decided must

be correct after months of peace. "What if they've been waiting for the worst conditions, hoping we're all weak

and hungry?"

Vester's eyes narrow. "It would be clever. We've gotten comfortable thinking the weather protects us, waiting for

the thaw."

"Yes. Look at our situation. We're housing refugees. Our supplies are stretched thin. The cold makes it harder to

hunt, harder to gather resources."

"And harder to evacuate if needed." Ryder stops his pacing. "We're all concentrated in one place, trying to stay

warm."

We've gathered our people close, thinking it safer. Instead, have we made ourselves an easier target? That might

be a problem.

"The rogues who attacked Lisa's group moved fine in the snow. They weren't slowed down at all. They were

shifted, but that doesn't mean they should be able to disappear in thin air."

"Because they were enhanced by the taint?" Ryder offers; it's more of a statement than a question, but it's a

reasonable assumption.

Vester rubs the tip of his nose as he thinks. "The corruption changes them. Makes them more aggressive and

stronger. Maybe they're faster too?"

It's impossible to sit still as we discuss this; I'm full of energy, wanting to rush out on a hunt of my own. Instead

we're all sitting here in this tent, spending the morning in discussions instead of action.

Ryder continues the conversation as | remain quiet, working through my thoughts. "Our Luna says the taint is

gathering. Getting denser. They went almost a full day without finding any corruption, until this large patch she's

trying to clear. That can't be coincidence."

"Enough." Waving a hand through the air, | cut off our musings. "We know to be wary. Let's shelve that for now.

Ryder, take a team to Jericho, with a little more food. See what you can glean from the vampires he's working

with, and update him on the situation with the Mad Prince's attack."

"Understood."

"Vester, have you heard from the Aspen team?"

"No, Alpha. Our last communication was during the midnight check-in, and there were no issues then. Ivy should

be checking in sometearly this afternoon. If they are making good time, she should see Alpha Shadowpine

tonight. If not, it will be tomorrow."

"Good." Leaning back again, | sigh. "While she's gone, | want to adjust the location of the Aspen tents. They need

to be on opposite ends of my cabin. There are too many rumors about her presence here in the pack."

It isn't as though I've been unaware of them; it's impossible not to know, with how frequently wolves gossip. Too

many seem to be under the impression that | would be willing to take a second mate in this situation.

Ivy is a fine she-wolf and would make someone a wonderful mate one day. A strong hunter, well-versed in pack

politics, with ties to one of the strongest Alphas of the Northwestern Territories? She is a desirable mate.

But | already have mine.

My deltas share a look between them, and Aurum bristles at their hesitation. "What?"

"Sof the refugees..." Ryder shifts his weight. "They're hoping you'll take Ivy as a second mate. As co-Luna

with Ava. They think it would strengthen the pack."

A bark of laughter escapesbefore | can stop it. The theory is as ridiculous now as it was the first t| heard

it. "Co-Luna? That's not even possible. There's never been such a thing in our history."

"We know that." Vester's voice remains steady. "But the refugees don't care about history. They see Ivy's

strength, and while many appreciate Ava's powers, they are uneasy in the face of magic. Especially our

dependence on the purifications. These are wolves who have been forcefully separated from their alphas and

packs; they desire normalcy above all else."

"Many insist they would switch pack allegiance if lvy becLuna of Westwood." Ryder grimaces. "Even without

their Alpha's consent."

It's nonsense. "Make sure all of these rumors die while she's visiting Clayton. The last thing we need is

between the packs."

"We've been trying." Vester's lips press into a thin line. "But Ivy herself seems to be encouraging these rumors."

"What do you mean?"

"She's been suggesting things. Talking about pack alliances through mating bonds. Making comments about how

much easier things are with two strong she-wolves at Westwood. Nothing overt. Just enough to fan the fires."

Vester meets my gaze, his own eyes cold. He liked Ivy once; he's clearly lost respect for her in recent weeks. "Is

there really nothing we can do about this?"

There is. | can always bring this to Clayton's desk. But after our past... | shake my head. "I won't burden her

brother. | owe him that much."

"But"

"No." The word comes out with alpha authority. "Clayton sacrificed much to help Westwood, even in the face of

the Council's disapproval. | won't repay that by complaining about his sister's behavior unless she crosses a clear

line."

"And what line would that be?" Ryder asks.

"She hasn't directly challenged Ava's position. She hasn't openly defied pack hierarchy. Everything else is just

talk." | lean forward. "Let the refugees gossip. They'll find something new to discuss soon enough. But just in

case, Vester, see if there's any way we can find the Twilight Ridge and Silvermoon camps. Since their bonds

haven't been severed with their packs, we know their alphas are alive. We should send their wolves hbefore

they get any more bright ideas."

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