Chapter 200 Ava: Steve (I)

The phone rings.

And rings.

All I get is voicemail, three different times.

Knowing that Lucas is busy with the Council, I just send a quick text for him to call me back when he can.

A knock on my door interrupts us, and Jericho pokes his head in with his typical scowling face. "All good in here?"

"Good," I confirm, as Selene rubs her nose against the ground.

The older shifter watches her as he closes the door behind him. "What's wrong with that?"

The way he emphasizes the 'that' has Selene freezing mid-movement, her lip curling above her teeth in a silent snarl.

Did he just call me—?!

"She is fine. Just sniffed the book and got a little too much magic in her nose."

That grizzly head nods, like it's a normal occurrence. "Every pup has to learn sometime, I guess." After seeing the blank stare on my face, he says, "It isn't unusual to run into the occasional magical artifact. Witches magicked just about everything they put their hands on. One fellow even found a pair of magic underwear."

I stare at Jericho, my mouth hanging open. Magic underwear? Seriously?

He just shrugs, completely unfazed. "Witches are an odd breed."

Shaking his head, he changes the subject. "Your Mrs. Elkins is having breakfast downstairs. Care to join her?"

My heart leaps. "Yes, absolutely!" Eager to talk to her, to ask her more about this book, about magic, about everything, I almost fall back into an old routine.

Secrets.

Tell him, Selene murmurs.

before we go downstairs, I had a strange

* * *

doesn't happen. Instead, I'm dragged to a strange building in the middle of White Peak,

me into the building, while two

throat as we walk through the dimly lit warehouse. Shadows loom in every corner, making me feel like I've stepped into some gritty

with us?" I ask, my

stay on Blackwood land while I'm away. Besides, Jericho's

"Who are we meeting

"You'll see soon enough."

building belonging in a movie,

"Who's Steve?"

human who's been helping

with an ominous groan. Kellan leads the way down a set of stairs without a single

It looks like a professional office, complete with fake plants, paintings on the walls, and several

as we approach the empty reception

"No

the desk, startling me. He can't be more than ten years old.

stares at us over the counter with a stern

appointment?" he asks, his voice

I'm Kellan

to me, and I feel like a bug under

me. How does he know who

his throat. "Ava is Alpha Lucas

intently, his

a long carpeted hallway to a door at the very end. Pausing with his hand on the knob, he turns to us

quiet. Steve is in

Okay. He's not Steve.

the hell

kind of operation is this? And why would Lucas and Kellan be involved with a human

voice touches my mind, grumpy and petulant. She's still

yet. The room is an office, with a large wooden desk dominating the space. Bookshelves line the walls, filled with

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