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 bill for all the time he spent waiting patiently for me, delivered express mail with cash on

in hours,

and angry red, as if I can wash away

It doesn't work.

in the clothes I was just wearing—they're still clean—I

hours to reset my brain and maybe wake up and find this has all been some

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

in my mind, of every moment of my encounter with Lucas. The

Minutes stretch into what feels like hours. My eyes burn with unshed tears

me from my restless attempt at sleep. Before

gentle voice

my feet in an instant, practically flying

hadn't realized how desperately I needed human contact until this moment. The solitude of the past few

rubbing soothing circles

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

face is grim as she asks, "How

admit, my voice barely

the side before meeting mine again. "About Alpha,

holding my

to the windows. Her voice rises slightly as she says, "I'm

pocket. She scribbles something quickly, then turns it so I can

watched, listened to. There might even be a traitor somewhere. We can't talk about his

voice is unnaturally cheerful as she asks, "Did you break down crying out of sheer

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