Chapter 190 Ava: Mom's Legacy (III)

"What the hell?" I mutter, turning the necklace over. There's some dried blood on the chain, and it's broken.

The blood, I'm sure, is mine.

Selene pads over, her ears perked high. This is…

"My necklace. Yeah. How the fuck did it end up in my suitcase? And even that was packed all the way in Westwood territory, yet I lost this during the fight with Todd."

Her nose flares as she sniffs at it. It's a message.

"A message? From who?"

That cagey feeling again, as Selene avoids a direct answer. One who can teach you.

"Selene—we're not doing this cryptic bullshit again. Who is this a message from, and how? In fact, how did it ever show up in my apartment the first time?"

Her huff irritates me like nothing else, and I snap, "Selene, this isn't funny. I'm sick of the secrets. You're always waiting until too late to tell me things, and it isn't fair."

It isn't always a choice to hide things from you, she mutters. I'm bound by too many things.

"I swear to the Moon Goddess, if this is one of those things you said about the natural order of the world…" My threatening tone has nothing behind it, but she flinches anyway.

No. This is a vow given to the Moon Goddess, in exchange for your security. In fact, you can consider the Moon Goddess the messenger in this instance. Her scent is all over that necklace.

I drop the necklace as though it's on fire. "What do you mean, her scent?"

The thought of touching something with a divine scent on it is abhorrent. Like I'm defiling a precious artifact.

around for

won't be erased by your touch. You can

would I do

it on the ground. The magic within is gone. Depleted. Holding it won't do anything. You can keep it or get

did it return to me?" Maybe it's less about defiling the divine after all, and more that it feels kind of gross to touch something that's been

talents to say, but you can

Right. "What do you mean,

isn't aggressive, but more of a wolfish grumble as she snaps at the air. I told you a long

Did she?

she mentions it, there's a vague memory of

to find a teacher. But then again, how was I supposed to know she could do that, when she can only

to. I've been speaking with Jericho's

"What about Lucas' wolf?"

No.

bells in my head. "Do you have a problem with him? Did you

reel in my

don't know. Probably soon. You

ominous words have my stomach sinking to my

everything is as it seems, and you might be upset with us,

I can feel misery coming off her in waves. She won't even meet my eyes, even when I walk around her to force it. She just moves

"Selene…"

can't talk about it

she slinks off the bed

angry

"Selene, I won't be

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