Chapter 350 Ava: At the Perimeter

There's a pause, and when Grimoire speaks again, his tone is more serious. Do you remember what I said when we first met?

The dying, otherworldly forest flashes through my mind. But try as I might, I can't recall anything specific Grimoire might have said.

"No."

Vanessa and the others don't even look at me as I speak; they're all used to my one-sided conversations at this point. Of course, very few people know about Grimoire, but they all know about Selene.

Who's ignoring our conversation as she hops through the snow, tail high.

I mentioned that you have wards all over your soul.

The words trigger a vague recollection, and I frown. "I... yes, I think I remember that now." But why wouldn't I remember something so important? At least, it sounds important.

It's precisely because of the wards on your soul.

Hmm.

What are these wards? Selene's voice echoes in my mind, her curiosity palpable.

Grimoire sighs, a sound that reverberates through my consciousness. I've been trying to figure that out myself.

"Wait, what?" I blurt out, earning a curious glance from Vanessa. I wave her off with a smile, focusing on the conversation only I can hear. "You don't know what they are?"

I don't know every literal thing about the world, Ava, he retorts, a hint of defensiveness in his tone. I only know what I've witnessed over the centuries.

Have your memories faded since being with Ava? Selene asks him.

Absolutely not, Grimoire replies firmly. My knowledge and memories remain intact.

She stops her playful bounding through the snow, turning to stare at the messenger bag where Grimoire rests in his book form. Her ice-blue eyes narrow, and I can sense her jealousy.

"Why are you suddenly bringing this up?" I ask, absently patting the bag, as if making sure Selene hasn't grabbed at it and hauled him away to chew on his spine.

She's done that a couple times when he really got on her nerves.

bond, I still believe it's possible. These wards are the problem,

pause, considering his words. "But I feel connected to the Westwood Pack. It's not as

supplemented by your bond with Selene and your mate bond with Lucas, not from you,

before?" I'm curious as to the extent

curses, that sort of

thought they were to

cannot shift, Selene points

Maybe it is

of us. I'll meet you

her retreating form as she breaks off

concern crosses my

can one of the them

to one of the wolves, who

not as difficult as it was months ago. My muscles have grown stronger, more accustomed

wolves fall into formation behind me as I make my way to the next

my attention back to Grimoire. "So, what's your plan? You

in my mind. I've been considering a ritual that

eyebrow, intrigued. "A ritual? What

to delve into their own soul. To

intense.

magic carries risks, Grimoire admits. But this could

listening, chimes in.

tingle against my skin tells me we've arrived, and I replenish this ward as I did the last. But this time, instead of leaving for the next, I clear a patch of snow and sit

like the benefits

know the risks

me guess. I can get lost

for a long

don't

Selene snaps at

His brow is furrowed, concern etched across his weathered features. I realize he must have overheard my conversation with Grimoire and

anything stupid

slightly, but the worry doesn't completely leave his eyes. "Of course, Luna. I

Grimoire mutters, sounding

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