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.

to knock, I slam the door

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 beside him, one hand clutching his,

A pale line around her lips. Something dark and grim

door. The moment our eyes meet, something inside me uncoils. He’s alive. He’s

but—it’s still good to see

embrace, burying his face in my hair. I melt against him, breathing in his scent of amber and campfire smoke, letting it settle my frayed

he murmurs

I whisper back, my voice breaking.

with a flourish, floating up to the ceiling and continuing his creepy ballet

tightening around me as he notices our

Vester didn’t give him a

how does one explain the

meet his

flinches back instinctively. "The wolf who killed his father for power!

mate’s eyes narrow dangerously. "What the hell

building behind my eyes. "He followed us from the perimeter. We can’t touch him, and he

her?" Lucas nods toward Eleanor, who clutches her

voice surprisingly steady despite her obvious nervousness. "I’m a researcher of paranormal phenomena. I found

at me with a silent question.

explain quietly.

eyes, followed by wariness. He turns to Eleanor with a carefully neutral expression. "Welcome to Wolf’s Landing, Ms. Wright. I’m Lucas Westwood, Alpha of

gaze darts between us. "You’re

"Yes," Lucas answers simply.

trails off, staring at me with

Lucas says, his arm wrapping possessively around my

smacked with a physics textbook. "Ah-hah.

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

packs, so it would make sense—but it’s

a hint of her usual humor returning despite the strain in her eyes. "Just an

says faintly.

I ask, finally turning my full attention to my mate’s beta. His bandages are stark white

going cold. "We encountered him and his vampires during

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