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—"

meaningful way that I pause.

do. It's everywhere.

"I'll shower."

* * *

cup of coffee that lost

a cup of coffee in front of me. It's as black as Sister Miriam's hair. Silently, I grab some creamer and

himself with its bitter flavor. Not me. I love myself, so I doctor mine up with as much cream and sugar as I can manage

have in this place. Commune? Camp? Hideaway? It needs

around the rim of her cup. "Your wolves seem to be in good spirits. You've given them their first taste of hope since

a bit of a surprise to me, though; wolves don't

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

"Where are you?"

me with concern, and I grimace. "Sorry. I was

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

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

"Whose business?"

The gnomes.

throat. "Your wolf is 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 feelings of

nod to show I'm listening. Lucas leans back in his chair in silence; it looks as though they've already

been exhausted, to sleep right through that. This

outside the range of the stone. You

makes

as disconcerting as ever. "Your mate has

realizes, it isn't a subject I've brought up to anyone. The danger Lucas faces without his wolf

ask, leaning forward slightly, trying not to let hope rise too high

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

intention of contributing to this conversation. He seems to hold respect for Sister Miriam, but there is also a cold distance between

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