Chapter 264 Ava: Lucas is Recovering

"How can that be?!"

It's a stupid question. Betrayal comes in all shapes and sizes. It can happen to anyone at any time.

But it's still a shock.

Kellan shakes his head. "It's the only thing that makes sense. Someone knew every move we made. It's why secrecy is valued even here." He rubs the bridge of his nose with a long sigh. "Getting everyone here felt impossible. We lost so many, even after the fighting, during the retreat.

Especially after Lucas was hurt."

"He's okay now, right?"

Kellan stares at me, a muscle in his cheek twitching. "To an extent, yes. Your Sister Miriam arrived in time to stabilize him."

I frown. "What do you mean?"

"If she and Selene hadn't been there, Lucas would have succumbed to his injuries."

That can't be possible.

It's hard enough to accept that he was grievously injured without a single hiccup in the bond between us.

It's worse to think I could have lost him, and had no idea. Even now, the only feeling in my chest is of my bond humming in excitement, ready to see Lucas, impatient with this detour Kellan's devised.

"I can't feel anything different. It feels the same as it always does, in here." I touch my chest, tears filling my eyes at the thought of almost losing Lucas. We've barely had time together, with all these insane happenings around us. "Why didn't I feel it?"

you aren't marked. You aren't mated. You wouldn't feel anything. It's either there, or it isn't." He rubs a hand vigorously over his head, making a

Oh. He's frustrated.

Lisa and

coming," I blurt out. "She should be

His hands clamp down on my upper arms, his grip tight enough to form bruises. His eyes

demands, raw and emotional in a way I've never seen. Not even when he first recognized his

his reaction. Is this how Lucas felt when he finally found me? My heart flips at the thought, a desperate longing

voice steady. "That's what I was told.

arms, and abruptly lets go.

voice clipped. "That

tell him, rubbing my arms where his fingers

I do. The relief and hope in his eyes, quickly masked, is forever burned into

fated connection. I'm not

this information?" Kellan asks, all

before we left to come here," I explain. "A man

rise slightly at that. "Sister Miriam," he murmurs.

head, as if

heart races. "I want to

recovering," he says carefully. "But

between us, my fingers wrapping around Kellan's forearm. The muscles beneath my grip are taut, betraying the tension he's trying

demand, my voice rising. "Stop beating around the bush, Kellan.

shut, and he drags his free hand down his face. A low growl rumbles in his chest, a sound of

hard. "He's not the same

his skin, but I can't let go. "Stop being

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