Chapter 327 Ava: A Book's Debate

That's absolutely ridiculous.

"It's a solid theory," Grimoire counters, sitting on the floor across from Selene. He's back in his child form, with only minimal flames flickering over his skin. Aurum, for his part, watches in silence, exactly seven feet separating the tip of his paw from her side.

If he moves even an inch forward, she snaps at him. It didn't take long for him to realize he should stay back.

I feel bad for him, but—

Don't feel bad for him.

—Selene doesn't have any interest in backing down.

Of course I don't.

Grimoire continues, unfazed by our side conversation. "Look, the fault lies with her, no matter how you slice it."

That is factually incorrect.

"You use that word, but I don't think you understand what factual means."

That is also factually incorrect.

"No. You have to break it down. Let's start from the beginning. Victoria and Gene were dating, right? But then Gene asked for a break. He never said they were breaking up, right?"

He asked for a break because he wanted to take Layla to the prom. Stop trying to spin this around so Gene's the victim.

Groaning, I hit my forehead against my knees. This discussion started with Selene trying to explain the first season of her favorite show, and now the two are arguing over the main plotline in season three.

It's enough to drive the brain host (that's me) certifiably insane.

There's no one to certify that.

since your life mimics this story line a little,"

"Excuse me?"

when you and

head firmly. "We are not going there. That is ancient history. Done.

history would

ancient history,

were also in an ambiguous

this up, she might shut you back into that book forever, Selene

She's right, though.

she takes the opportunity to

wrong with Victoria being with Sam during that

better for Ava, then?" he asks

talking about a

out how her logic is based on

is factually incorrect, Selene

wishing I could tune them both out. The bickering is driving me insane, and I just want a

that thought, right?" Grimoire's stupid voice cuts through my attempt at

can I, Selene

my past life to be tortured this way? Maybe I should have asked Vester and Vanessa to find me some more busy work as

feel a warm, furry body press against my side. Aurum has abandoned his Selene-stalking to curl up next to me, nuzzling my arm with his cheek. I can't help but smile, running my fingers through his thick fur with a

"I bet when you're thousands of years old, you won't waste time debating the finer points of

you'd be surprised, Selene's dry voice echoes in my head. Right now, he's thinking about how good fish tastes when it's half-burned and covered in the ashes of a campfire. You might want to rethink your assessment of

up at Selene's words, and he pants hard, staring at her once again. It's clear he's thrilled that she's

you know what

his sides as he rolls in mid-air. "How does she know?" he wheezes. "She can't not hear him. It's the mate bond. She's got a constant stream of consciousness flowing between

menacing growl at Grimoire's outburst. Aurum tenses beside me, his relaxed demeanor vanishing in an

between the urge to diffuse the situation and the instinct to stay

that level of self-preservation, because he's still cackling

down," I say, trying to keep my voice steady. "Grimoire, maybe tone down the laughter? And Selene, I'm sure he didn't mean any

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