Chapter 342 Ava: Ivy's Motives

I push the doubts aside, focusing on the task at hand. "What brings you here, Ivy?" I ask, injecting a note of authority into my voice. "Lucas mentioned you asked for me specifically."

"Always straight to the point, aren't you, Ava?"

Was I? I don't really remember our past encounters that way. It always felt as though I were dancing around her, never sure what she really thought of me.

"I just wanted to make sure you were doing well. Clayton said you would likely be with the Westwood Pack. It's been a long time, and I had no way of contacting you since you left your phones behind."

The way she speaks makes it sound as though I'd left them behind on purpose.

I push aside the nagging unease about Ivy as Lucas guides me to the table. As we sit, she takes a seat across from us, her smile still warm and inviting. It's this warmth that throws me off balance, making me question my earlier impressions.

Why does Clayton's sister have to be so enigmatic? Her brother is straightforward, his intentions clear as day. But Ivy? She's a riddle wrapped in a mystery.

"How are things in Washington?" Lucas asks, calm beside me. He doesn't seem to sense anything strange with the woman.

Ivy's face transforms, the smile fading into a somber expression. "We barely made it through a vampire attack," she says, her voice low. "It was intense. We lost many lives."

As she describes the attack, I can't help but compare it to what we faced here. The force she talks about seems almost paltry compared to the onslaught that hit Westwood. It's hard to reconcile the two experiences.

"What about the rest of the area?" I ask, leaning forward slightly. "Have there been other attacks?"

Ivy nods, her green eyes meeting mine. "Some of the larger human cities have been hit, but it's been mostly quiet on the coast. The biggest issue is communication. We can't get cell towers or internet up and running."

"How are you getting information then?" Lucas asks.

"Radio, mostly," Ivy replies. "All the news networks are basically dead. It's like we've stepped back in time."

taking in our appearances, the room, everything. "How has it been here? The closer we got, the more evidence of fighting and destruction

arm brushing against mine. "It's dangerous to leave Wolf's Landing," he says, his voice grave. "There are hunters out

head. "Hunters? We haven't encountered

you been in

by car, but the

thoughtful. "You were lucky to get here unscathed. The supernatural communities seem

is evident. "That can't be right. Our supernatural communities were attacked, just like our

that?" Lucas asks,

the devastation was, I volunteered to make contact. We have no

been able to travel freely?" I ask, unable to keep the disbelief

yes. We've managed

all been attacked?" Lucas

varying degrees," Ivy confirms. "Some worse than others, but

saying is true, then the situation outside our little bubble is vastly different from what we've experienced.

Lucas says, leaning forward.

begins to detail the various attacks she's heard about or witnessed, I find my mind racing. The discrepancies between her account

to fight back. Aspen, on the other hand, still holds control of

testing defenses," Ivy says. "Probing for weaknesses, but not

rubbing a finger against my temple as I try to think through

says slowly. "Have you had any contact with other packs or

head. "We've been focused on survival and rebuilding. The few attempts we've made to reach out have

arrival is so significant," I add. "You're the first friendly faces we've

thoughtful. "I can see why Clayton was so worried about all

on?" Lucas rests his arm behind my chair, and I swear Ivy's eyes follow that

us are here to stay and support. We're your official liaison with the Aspen Pack. Seeing as your situation is more dire than ours, I can put in a request for extra manpower and some supplies, but I don't know how

"We'd appreciate that."

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