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.

bothering to knock, I slam the door open and rush

with his back to me, his shoulders tense as he speaks with Vanessa. Kellan’s the one on a hospital bed this time, his torso heavily bandaged, face pale, and eyes alert. Lisa hovers

her eyes. A pale line around her lips. Something dark and grim in

sound of the door. The moment our eyes meet, something

already knew, but—it’s still good to see

into a crushing embrace, burying his face in my

he murmurs against my

who was fighting vampires," I whisper back, my voice breaking. "I

the ceiling and continuing his creepy ballet above our heads. Eleanor

notices our

didn’t give him

how does one explain the

meet his gaze. "It’s a long

"The wolf who killed his father for power! But you didn’t,

mate’s eyes narrow dangerously. "What the

apparently," I say, feeling a headache building behind my eyes. "He followed us from the perimeter. We can’t touch him, and he

Eleanor, who clutches her journal

Wright," she says before I can answer, her voice surprisingly steady despite her obvious nervousness. "I’m

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

human," I explain

turns to Eleanor with a carefully neutral expression. "Welcome to Wolf’s

darts

"Yes," Lucas answers simply.

off, staring at me with

his arm wrapping possessively around

like she’s been smacked with a physics textbook. "Ah-hah. Yeah. Okay. This makes

tighten on the journal says otherwise, and I wonder what she was thinking about Vester and the others on the way here.

some humans don’t really understand packs, so it would

pipes up from Kellan’s side, a hint of her usual humor returning despite the strain in her eyes. "Just an ordinary human caught in some

says faintly.

happened?" I ask, finally turning my full attention to my mate’s beta. His bandages are stark white against his tanned

his voice going cold. "We encountered him and his vampires during the rescue

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