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—"

Lucas arches a brow in such a meaningful way that I pause. Damn.

everywhere.

"I'll shower."

* * *

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

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

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 can manage while

would be great, but that's a luxury we don't have in this place. Commune? Camp?

up," Sister Miriam mentions casually, languidly drawing a finger around the rim of her cup. "Your wolves seem to be in good spirits. You've given them their first

Her report is a bit of a surprise to me, though; wolves don't change off a few words, and I don't have

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

"Where are you?"

with concern, and I

just feels weird to converse that way. I guess it's normal when you've grown up your entire life doing it, but it's

far too amused for my liking. As for your question, I'm poking my

"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

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

been exhausted, to sleep right through that. This place isn't that

is just outside the range of

That makes

mate has lost his

nod; Lucas had already told me his wolf is gone. "How many know about this?" While I suspect Kellan realizes, it isn't a subject I've brought up to anyone. The danger Lucas

know why?" I ask, leaning forward slightly, trying not to let hope rise too high

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,

to hold respect for Sister Miriam, but there is

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