Chapter 341 Ava: Aspen's Here

"Ava."

The sound of my name has me sitting up immediately, even before my eyes open. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. Calm down." Lucas pulls me into his arms, and I wrap my arms around his waist as I blink in the dim light, trying to wake my sleepy brain.

"We've made contact with a group of wolves at the border," he says, making my heart skip a beat again. I've been asleep most of the past two days. Grimoire said my body needed to recuperate after such a large draw of power.

This is my first time hearing anyone was even near the perimeter of our pack.

"And?" Since Lucas is calm, I know it can't be bad.

"They're from Aspen," he says, confirming my thoughts. "While they haven't been hit as hard as us, they've sent out scouting packs to make contact with us and others."

"How did they find us?" Despite knowing this group isn't a danger to our safety, that detail makes me nervous.

"Clayton already knows about this place. He has a safe haven of his own near the coast."

"Oh."

is steady as he continues, "The leader of these scouts

didn't you

to jump out of his arms doesn't go well. He tightens his hold, keeping me in place. "Calm down, Ava. There's no rush.

for clothes, my thoughts are a jumbled mess. Aspen wolves.

would have named either of

many?" I ask, pulling on

group," Lucas replies. He's already dressed, leaning

for our losses a few nights ago during the vampire attack. But the thought of connecting with another pack boosts my

Lucas guides me

has been stronger since the attack, though most of it is a muddled mess to my nose. Lucas, Selene, and Lisa are the only three I can recognize with

it's because my brain already knows their scents, as they're my most important people. But Grimoire says it's more likely my magic sensing those with

the faces of the strangers. Some look curious, others skeptical once they get a whiff of my scent. I smell strongly of the pack, but the scent of my magic is strong, now. Some wolves even sneeze when I get too

forward, elbowing past the males in front of her. Auburn hair catches the

Ivy.

lifetime ago, back when Phoenix had kidnapped me. So much has changed

approaches with measured, graceful steps, opening her arms

little unsettled in her

in her posture, mirroring my own discomfort. As we pull apart, I

way to greet someone after all this time, but my eyes flicker to her head as I think

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