Chapter 259 Ava: Going to Lucas

No shit.

I could have told him that; in so many ways, wolf packs are far behind their human counterparts. Even the humans have run little news clips on these things. Especially the rates of sexual assault on women, or wolf-on-wolf violence.

"How do you know this?" Vanessa asks suspiciously. "You said communication has been disrupted."

"Not all communication. Only those relying on human technology."

"Then shouldn't you know more about what's happening in the world?" I frown at the inconsistency.

"If I had people to communicate with, I would know. I don't, so I am as lost as you are, witchling. Here. A map." Acarus tosses a rolled up paper to Marcus.

For some reason, I expected something old and antique, with yellowed paper and jagged edges.

This is more like a smooth poster banner, neatly rolled up. A modern map.

Of course it is. Why would I think otherwise?

Distracted by thoughts of Lisa, I tune them out as they discuss routes and nearby cities. Ever since I decided to become a proper Luna, I've avoided thinking about her, leaving me with an icky feeling that I'm a terrible friend.

It's like no matter what, every decision feels wrong.

But every time I go down that road, I'm told I'm wallowing.

There's a huge part of me that still thinks I should have gone my own way and saved Lisa. Of course there is. Who wouldn't want to tell the world to fuck off and save their best friend?

But her safety came out of luck; not from the effort I put into it. Not even from the efforts of Lucas' pack.

It adds to that guilt rolling around in my soul.

Thinking about Lisa and the time after her kidnapping has my mind wandering down the dark days of not knowing anything, until Sister Miriam—

"Wait a second. Acarus, maybe you can answer this question."

"Yes?" He pauses mid-sentence to look toward me. "What is it?"

your mother able to stop

He stares.

One second.

Two.

and Vanessa

he asks, the words even

out when she

map. "Keep such thoughts to yourself, Ava Grey. There are certain

truth of his words has me shuddering. I know the feeling of

time?' at me, but I just shake my

a secret Sister Miriam keeps in order to stay alive,

* * *

lends us

doubtful it can even get us to the place marked on the map, and

goes where his mother tells

He's a strange person.

through the back roads, avoiding major highways.

how the world is burning, we decide on an

me awake by the shoulder. I'm in the backseat, which is basically

window. It's dark. Lots of stars in the sky, telling us we're far from any

is bright too, and about three-quarters full. A piece of my soul

curve, her eyes dancing. "He can't respond, but I told him we

me, and I close my eyes, reaching out

there's only vast emptiness where her consciousness

painful, but a definite pressure. It's different from my

sure I can feel Lucas. Well, not him, but my bond knows

"That's wonderful, Ava. It means he's okay. It would probably hurt if he wasn't. Though…"

my chest feels like a lifeline, a tether connecting me to Lucas across the miles that separate us,

voice taking on a thoughtful tone, "considering everything that's happened, maybe it's time you and Lucas finalized

I feel a blush creeping

gives me a knowing look. "The partial bond you have now is a handicap, Ava. If you were fully mated, your connection would be stronger. You'd be able to sense each other more clearly, communicate better. In times like these, that could

of communication might be the edge

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