Chapter 195 Ava: A Familiar Face

I never expected to add my former boss being held up by a flock of bodyguards, a solid thousand miles from Cedarwood, to my list of fucked up shit that happened today.

So it takes a minute for me to process what I'm hearing.

"Mrs. Elkins?"

Selene flattens against the ground, her ears going back as she belly-crawls her way to my bench.

Her bizarre demeanor doesn't even register in my head, because—well, frankly, she's been weird as hell for the past several hours.

"Ava! My dear girl."

Those familiar rheumy eyes and her welcoming smile have me so intensely, terribly homesick for Cedarwood that I have to blink like a maniac to keep the tears at bay. "Mrs. Elkins, how did you get here? And on pack lands?"

Vanessa follows behind as I push my way through the bodyguards, who refuse to let me get too close.

"Calm down, boys. She's a friend of our Luna."

Vanessa's at least forty years younger than any of these men, but they respond to her words anyway, letting me through their human barricade.

I've got to figure out how to wield whatever flimsy authority I have. Even Vanessa gets people to listen to her. Granted, she's a healer—no one wants to get on a healer's bad side. Not even the alpha.

Reaching the old woman, I can see that she's carrying a huge parcel, hugging it to her chest.

"Ava, my dear. Are you all right?"

Her hand shakes as she reaches for my face, as though reassuring herself I'm really alive.

"I'm fine."

her paper-thin skin soft against my palm. My mind is still working at

Mrs. Elkins? I mean, not that I'm

drawn out. "Oh, Ava, it's a story for the ages. But that can wait." Her eyes, sharp despite their age, sweep over me with a critical gleam. "You've lost weight, Ava. Have you

head, a rueful smile tugging at my lips. "Actually, I've gained weight. Even though I look skinnier. Must be all the muscle I've put

own will? These people..."

these people are the ones who took

at the bodyguards, their impassive stares unwavering under her scrutiny. Vanessa mutters something about bull-headed men before turning to Mrs. Elkins with a polite smile. "Why don't we head inside? I'm sure you've

path. Vanessa's eyes narrow, and she takes a

will be here shortly," she explains to Mrs. Elkins, her tone apologetic. "But I'm afraid we can't let you inside without approval from the head of security.

of course. I understand completely." She reaches into her pocket, pulling out a small ziplock bag. "Here, Ava. I brought you some of your favorite

Homemade, of course."

at the gesture, and I reach for the bag with a smile. "Thank you, Mrs. Elkins. You have

around the bag, it's

on the bodyguard in question. "What the hell? Give that

expression. "I'm sorry, Luna, but we'll have to check these for safety before

tone. "Mrs. Elkins would never hurt me. She saved me in

professional and blank-faced as he addresses Mrs. Elkins. "Ma'am, can you explain how you entered

thick in his voice, and I see Vanessa tense from the corner of my eye. Mrs. Elkins looks around at the hostile faces, bewilderment plain on her

are you in

all on alert and intent on saving me even from a little old woman,

things. Not to mention—Selene's hiding

about to

this situation, for an old woman to have accidentally stumbled onto me here, a thousand miles away, without

something more

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