Chapter 201 Ava: Steve (II)

Steve taps her pen against her lips as the kid from the reception desk leans in to whisper something in her ear. I can't make out the words, but whatever he says makes Steve's eyebrows shoot up.

She nods slowly, her gaze flicking back to me with renewed intensity.

Shifting uncomfortably in my chair, I glance at Kellan. What I want is reassurance, but instead I notice the tense set of his jaw, the new wrinkles around the corners of his eyes, and a slight tic in his cheek.

It's a subtle tell, but one I recognize. He's on edge.

And that's when it hits me. Kellan may be willing to work with these people, but that doesn't mean he trusts them. It doesn't mean they're on our side.

Who are these strange, unsettling children?

I swallow hard, my mouth gone dry. Kellan's tension is contagious, seeping into my own muscles, coiling them tight.

What's going on, Ava?

Selene's mental voice is too soft, probably from the distance between us.

Things are weird here, Selene.

I don't feel like we're in danger, but there's definitely something that leaves me unsettled, with chills rushing down my back and arms.

Her worry carries through the bond between us. Be careful, Ava.

Straightening in my chair, I take a deep breath. Then another. If Kellan brought me here, there's a reason for it. Lucas trusts him. I do, too.

My attention snaps back to Steve as she asks me a question.

long have you been in contact with

"Fae?"

Kellan, whose jaw tightens even further, then back

girl leans forward, elbows propped on the desk as she peers into my eyes with unsettling intensity. A wave

Fae," I manage,

could interfere

at eye contact, and I look away again. "I swear, I've never interacted with any

long moment, Steve sits back. "Alright, I'll

"Can you look into the

her demeanor nonchalant. "I can try, but

hand towards me, and I blink, realizing belatedly that he wants my phone. After fumbling in my pocket, I retrieve it

She arches an eyebrow.

phone to check the call," she says, her

mumble my phone number, watching as Steve's fingers fly across the keyboard.

crawl by, and my skin

sit more comfortably on the chair, my head

call came from the

confused glance, but Steve continues before we can question

lot prefers 'Unregistered city,'

sounds almost

Kellan asks,

That

I say to Steve, my gratitude genuine despite my unease.

dismissive hand. "Don't mention it. Seriously, don't. I

a weak smile. In this

into the harsh glare of daylight. The warehouse seems even more derelict after the bright ambience of the

us here?" I ask Kellan as he

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