Chapter 375 Ava: First Contact

They have contact.

Selene's words have my heart dropping down to my half-frozen toes.

"How far are we now?"

Too far.

If it weren't for the gloves keeping my hands warm, my nails would be cutting through the skin of my palms. "We need to hurry."

My words are ripped away by the wind, but Selene knows what I'm saying, and I know she's relaying my words to the wolves.

Ten wolves. How many were with Lisa today? I think it might have been five. Outnumbered not only two to one, but one of ours is human.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

"Grimoire, is there anything we can do?"

I know there isn't, but I have to ask. It's Lisa, for God's sake.

You aren't sensitive enough to pick up the enemy. What do you expect?

His words sound harsh. Cold. Like judgment's already been made, finding me lacking. But I know it's his own frustration bleeding through.

"Is there anything you can do?"

I've learned things about our bond. Little trickles of information over time. Like, Grimoire's constrained by some basic laws in this world. He can't just utilize his magic and become a God among men, for example. That's why he was locked away for so long.

whatever rules were created at the time—things he hasn't deemed necessary

his magic through me, it's only as much as my body can handle. And while he can somewhat take over my magical control, or even boost

someone like me, who doesn't fully understand them. Maybe Magister Orion would know more; as thrilled as I am

ultimately, he isn't

we do. Sees things in different ways. Feels things

a language barrier between

him to surpass his limitations to a small extent—something he did the day the vampires came to Wolf's Landing. But they came with great cost. To me, and

what he lost in the

affinity was boosted, it was forced in a strange way,

is too great, little witch. Even if I could see them, my magic would

between my knees. The blanket offers some protection from the relentless wind, but my cheeks and nose still burn from exposure. My heart hammers against my ribs. Each

patch. Marcus and Greg maintain their brutal pace, their massive wolf forms cutting through the snow like ships through water. Steam rises from

warm barrier over them all. It's not a lot and something I wish I'd thought

recommend trying to touch them, either, but that's a

taint? Has anything changed?" I

Nothing distinct.

"Selene, any updates?"

They're fighting.

lurches.

cannot tell. The connection is... strange.

long has it been

Since they started fighting.

Even our mental communication

just

I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to focus on anything else besides

smile this morning as she joked about the cold, the way she laughed when

faster," I whisper helplessly. "How far are

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