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.

Vanessa look

asks, the

when she

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

me shuddering. I know the feeling of being targeted too

at me, but

conversation for another day. If it's a secret Sister Miriam keeps in order to stay alive,

* * *

lends us

a way that has Marcus doubtful it can even get us to the place marked on the map, and Vanessa holds

only goes

He's a strange person.

is nothing but Marcus muttering directions to himself as he makes his way through the back roads, avoiding major highways. If we took one, the drive would only take

with how the world is burning, we decide on

by the shoulder. I'm in the backseat, which is basically a tiny bench that pretends it's big enough for someone

stars in the sky, telling us we're far from

is bright too, and about three-quarters full. A

can sense Vester." Her lips curve, her eyes dancing. "He can't respond, but I told him we are on

something within me, and I

feel Selene; there's only vast emptiness

there's a faint tugging in my chest, not quite painful, but a definite

sure I can feel Lucas. Well,

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

lifeline, a tether connecting me to Lucas

a thoughtful tone, "considering everything that's happened, maybe it's time you and Lucas finalized your mating

and I feel a blush creeping up my cheeks. "What

now is a handicap, Ava. If you were fully mated, your connection would be stronger. You'd be able to sense

communication might be the edge

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