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.

look around for a

snorts. Her presence won't be erased by your touch. You can hold it. You can even put it in

I do something

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

return to me?" Maybe it's less about defiling the divine after

those talents to say, but you can always ask your

do

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

Did she?

it, there's a vague memory of a conversation

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

talk to anyone I wish to. I've been speaking with

"What about Lucas' wolf?"

No.

is too terse, ringing warning bells in my head. "Do you have a problem with him? Did

tells me I'm on the right path, but I reel in my curiosity for more important matters. "When will my teacher be

know. Probably soon. You should

sinking to my toes. "Why?

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

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 until she's made herself

firm, even as she slinks off the bed to crawl

angry with

brings frustrated tears to my eyes. "Selene, I won't be

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