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."

it been here? The closer we got, the more evidence of

arm brushing against mine. "It's dangerous to leave Wolf's Landing," he says, his voice

"Hunters? We haven't encountered any

been in

by car, but the past three days

The supernatural communities seem to be allied with the attackers. A traveling pack would be easy to

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

do you know that?" Lucas asks, his voice

the devastation was, I

freely?" I ask, unable to keep the

her expression softening. "It hasn't been easy, but yes. We've managed to establish contact with

all been

confirms. "Some worse than others, but none have been left

confusion mirrored in his eyes. If what Ivy's saying is true, then the situation outside our little bubble is vastly different from what we've experienced. But why? What makes this

attacks," Lucas says, leaning

my mind racing. The discrepancies between

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

they're testing defenses," Ivy says. "Probing for weaknesses, but not committing to

rubbing a finger against my temple as I try to think through the new information. "The attacks on

"Have you had any contact

been focused on survival and rebuilding. The few attempts we've

is why your arrival is so significant," I add. "You're the first friendly faces we've seen from outside in... well, it feels like forever now. We're

thoughtful. "I can see why Clayton was so worried about all of you. Unfortunately, we

are you moving on?" Lucas rests his arm behind

information, but the rest of 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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