Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 307

Chapter 307 Ava: His Memories

"Ava."

Someone's gently prodding at my shoulder, and I groan, my entire body battered. Oh, right. Lucas… was an animal last night.

"Ava."

"What?" Now that I'm marginally awake, his voice registers in my brain. I turn my head to squint through a tangled mass of hair. I need a shower. And a brush. And, like, five cups of coffee.

"Sister Miriam's here."

Sister Miri—oh.

Sitting up abruptly, I must startle Lucas. He jumps up from the edge of the bed, hands in the air as he watches me cautiously, like I'm about to bite.

"Sorry. I'm up."

"I see that." Lowering his hands, he adds, "You didn't warn me you're such a bear when you're asleep."

A bear? Me?

You bit him when he tried to wake you up earlier, and you kicked him when he tried to cover you in a blanket. Selene's helpful, overly chipper words have my head pounding.

The still-new string of connection to Grimoire pulses urgently, tugging and yanking every which way.

Damn. Wake up and everyone needs you, all at once.

"Selene said I bit you. And kicked you."

He shrugs, politely ignoring the heat reddening my cheeks. "Take your time. Do you want to shower first?"

"No, I'm okay—"

a meaningful way that I

It's everywhere.

"I'll shower."

* * *

Miriam is sitting at the table, nursing a cup of coffee that lost

of me. It's as black as Sister Miriam's hair. Silently, I grab some creamer and sugar, dumping them into the mug as he watches in what looks like

drink it with a little sugar, but he seems to enjoy torturing himself with its bitter flavor. Not me. I love myself, so I doctor mine up with as much cream and sugar as I

this place. Commune? Camp? Hideaway? It needs a word, so I can settle on one in my

drawing a finger around the rim of her cup. "Your wolves seem to

report is a bit of a surprise to me, though; wolves don't change off a few

ultimate law of the land, Selene says, and I glance around in surprise. She's nowhere

"Where are you?"

I grimace. "Sorry. I was

this whole mind-speak business, but it just feels weird to converse that way. I guess it's normal when you've grown up

amount of noise, says Selene, sounding far too amused for my liking. As

"Whose business?"

The gnomes.

with the Grand Sage." She taps the stone in the center of the table. "We are clear to speak, so let's get started. It is imperative we retrieve your alpha's memory. While you made a good display yesterday, it doesn't change the

at my coffee, I nod to show I'm listening. Lucas leans back in his chair in silence; it looks as though they've already discussed this, and I'm just being brought up to date on the

exhausted, to sleep right

outside the range

makes sense,

studies me, her ruby red eyes as disconcerting as ever. "Your mate has lost his connection with his wolf.

about this?" While I suspect Kellan realizes, it isn't a subject I've

know why?" I ask, leaning forward slightly, trying

doesn't answer immediately. Instead, her gaze fixes on Lucas, who meets her stare with an impassive expression. His arm drapes casually over the back of my chair, a gesture that feels both protective and possessive. The tension between them thickens, and I resist the urge to squirm

seems to hold respect for Sister Miriam, but there is also

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