Chapter 275 Ava: Visitors

"Ava."

My head feels like it weighs a million pounds. My ears feel stuffed and woolly. And Kellan's hands dragging me to my feet are like burning embers pressed against my skin.

"What?"

"You passed out."

Staring at him blankly, it takes a while for my brain to catch up to his words. "Oh. Shit." I guess that's one way to deal with stress; just let your body shut down.

Don't really recommend it.

Kellan doesn't ask questions about my visit with Lucas, just escorts me back to the cottage and makes sure I'm taken care of. Brings lunch I don't want to eat and promises to check on me in another hour or two.

Of course, lunch is out of the question. My stomach's too queasy for that. And until Sister Miriam and Selene return, I don't have a great way to get information on what happened to Lucas' wolf. I'm definitely not going to tell people he doesn't have one; the pack needs stability, not another blow.

I'm not even sure Kellan knows.

The thought that Lucas may have trusted me with a little secret buoys my depressed spirits by a millimeter or two.

Maybe, even if he can't feel it, there's a part of him wanting to trust me. Knowing I'm his mate.

Even if he doesn't want to see me for the rest of the day.

Fuck.

the time he spent waiting patiently for me, delivered express mail with cash on delivery. Now it's my

It's my second shower in hours, but I can't shake the depression clinging to me like

skin is raw and angry red, as if I can wash away the memory of

It doesn't work.

hot water runs out. Dressing in the clothes I was just

what I need. Just a few hours to reset my brain and maybe wake up and

leaving them for me to discover as I flop from left to right, then from belly to back, struggling

sleep doesn't come. Instead, there's a constant replay in my mind, of every moment

from side to side. Minutes stretch into what feels like hours. My eyes

from my restless attempt at sleep. Before I can respond, the

Vanessa's gentle voice

my feet in an instant, practically flying across

solitude of

rubbing soothing circles

wiping at my eyes. "Sorry, I just... it's been a

is grim as she asks, "How

barely above a whisper. "How

before meeting mine again. "About

nod, holding my

to the front door, then to the windows. Her voice rises slightly as she says, "I'm so glad he's doing well. Such a relief to

until she pulls a small notebook from her pocket. She scribbles something quickly,

eyes widen. Of course. We're being watched, listened to. There might even be a traitor somewhere. We can't talk about his situation

as she asks, "Did you break down crying out of sheer relief in the hallway? I heard

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