Chapter 261 Ava: Yanking At Her

It's almost like a presence saying hello.

Thinking of that little string, I tug back. Twice.

An answering jerk. One. Two. Three

The words I just spoke drift into my head: It's like the book is alive.

Is it crazy to talk into this void in my head, in the general direction I hope the book is in?

Sure. But at least no one can see or hear me doing it.

Hello? I call out, trying to use the same mental channel I use to speak with Selene. Are you there?

Another tug on that string.

I really, really need you to come to where I am. It's safer here. Or something. How do you explain to a book that the world has gone to shit and you want to keep it from being used to create further catastrophe?

Please.

Being polite never hurts.

This time, that string-y feeling yanks, and it feels like my heart is constricted, interfering in its ability to beat.

I can't breathe. Pain explodes in my chest, radiating outward like a supernova. My lungs burn, desperate for air that won't come. The world around me blurs, sounds fading into a high-pitched buzz that fills my ears.

One second passes. An eternity compressed into a heartbeat.

Two seconds. The edges of my vision darken, reality slipping away like sand through an hourglass.

as it began, the pain recedes. The world snaps back into focus, colors sharpening and

Ava! Are

shaking me gently but insistently. I blink, trying to orient myself. We're still in the truck. Marcus is at the wheel, his knuckles white as he grips it tightly, eyes darting between

comes out as a croak. Swallowing hard, I try

the hell just happened? It felt like my heart was being squeezed in a vise, like something was trying to pull it right out

a thrumming in my veins that's

"Your face went white as a sheet and you

sends a shiver down my spine. "I think I made contact with

eyes meet mine in

it to me like Magister Orion said. And then..." I trail off, unsure how

shaking her head. "Stupid question. How would

and so few

try to yank your soul

a point, but something in me rebels against the idea. "No, it wasn't malicious. Just desperate." I pause, surprised by my own certainty. How can I be so sure about the intentions of an inanimate object? And yet, I

of me tugs again, and I swear it's a friendly

mine, squeezing gently. "Either way, we can't risk you getting hurt. Maybe we should wait until we reach

to soothe the strange thrumming in my veins. It's like my body is vibrating from the inside out, a constant reminder of the

until we're somewhere safe before I try contacting the book again. Too many weird things keep happening to me. I'd rather not risk

sense of self-preservation in

if I desperately want to

of Lucas sends a

contact yet?" I ask, looking between Vanessa and Marcus. Hope flutters in

head, a worried frown creasing her brow. "No, nothing yet. Vester should be able

him?" Surprised, I peer out

"Well, you've been 'focusing' in the

chilling. How much time am I losing, slipping away into that strange,

pack presence once," he admits.

closer," Vanessa says, her tone reassuring. But I can hear the undercurrent of worry beneath her

gut. Too

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