Chapter 461: Ava: Row Your Boat

Chapter 461: Ava: Row Your Boat

My lungs burn as we sprint through Wolf’s Landing, the ghost floating beside us, humming a distorted version of "Row Your Boat" while Eleanor struggles to keep pace. Snow crunches underfoot, but I barely hear it over my pounding heartbeat.

"Is the hospital far?" Eleanor pants behind me, clutching her journal to her chest like a shield.

"It’s right there." I don’t slow down, but I do feel bad for the girl.

Still—my mind’s focused on Lucas and all the injuries from their fight. Vester didn’t give many details, but if they’re in the hospital, it can’t be good.

The ghost drifts ahead, twirling like a deranged ballerina. "Ring around the roses, pockets full of posies, ashes, ashes, they all fall DOWN!"

He screams the last word, swooping low over two wolves carrying supplies, who flinch despite themselves. They can’t touch him, but they sure as hell can see him.

The flying didn’t start until we entered Wolf’s Landing. He was walking before.

Grimoire, can you do anything about him? I ask desperately.

Nope.

Simple and to the point. His denial is a wall of stone. Lovely. I always wanted a spectral stalker who sings nursery rhymes.

The hospital is bustling, with people rushing both in and out.

Again, Vester hadn’t said much. The key words were: vampires, ambush, several injured and/or dead.

At the entrance, I nearly collide with a young man carrying bloody bandages. It takes a second to realize it’s Wes.

"Where’s Lucas?" I demand.

"The biggest room, Luna." His eyes dart nervously to the ghost hovering behind me, then to Eleanor. "The beta’s there too. Do you need—? No? I’m here if you need anything!"

His shout follows behind me as I shove my way through the crowd.

"So many broken puppies," the ghost coos.

Eleanor’s still with me, I think. If she isn’t, Vester will take care of her.

knock, I slam

bandaged, face pale, and eyes alert. Lisa hovers beside him, one hand clutching his, the other resting protectively on his shoulder. She looks up when

A pale line around her lips. Something

at the sound of the door. The moment our eyes

knew, but—it’s still good to

room in three long strides and pulls me into a crushing embrace, burying his face in my hair. I melt against him, breathing in his scent of amber and campfire smoke, letting it

okay," he murmurs

one who was fighting vampires," I whisper back, my voice

and continuing his creepy ballet above our heads. Eleanor steps in behind me, her eyes wide

me as he notices our companions. "Ava," he says slowly,

give him

does one

back just enough to meet his gaze. "It’s

delight, swooping down so close to Lucas that he flinches back instinctively. "The wolf who killed his father for power! But you didn’t, did you? The rumors lie, lie, lie like little

eyes narrow dangerously.

eyes. "He followed us from

toward Eleanor,

voice surprisingly steady despite her obvious nervousness. "I’m a

eyebrows shoot up, and he looks at me with a silent question. I squeeze

explain quietly. "A

He turns to Eleanor with a carefully neutral expression. "Welcome to Wolf’s Landing, Ms. Wright. I’m Lucas

twists. Her gaze darts between

"Yes," Lucas answers simply.

trails off, staring at me with new

arm

a physics textbook. "Ah-hah. Yeah. Okay. This

and I wonder what she was thinking about Vester and the others on the way here. Did

packs, so it would make

of her usual humor returning despite the strain in

says faintly.

attention to my mate’s beta. His bandages are stark white against his

his voice going cold. "We encountered him

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