Chapter 463: Ava: Blessed Silence

Chapter 463: Ava: Blessed Silence

"Spin, spin, spin like a top, watch the blood spill, splatter, drop! Pretty eyes, rolling back, souls escaping through the crack!"

"Thank the Goddess," Lucas mutters as I finish pushing mana into the last rune of the ward Grimoire taught me about ten minutes ago.

The ghost’s sing-song voice cuts off mid-verse, like someone muted a particularly disturbing children’s show. The sudden silence washes over us like cool water, and I breathe a deep sigh.

"Better?" Grimoire asks, his voice smug as he hangs upside down in midair.

Now he’s the only spirit in here.

I sink onto the couch, my shoulder brushing against my mate’s with comfortable, informal warmth. "So much better. You’re amazing."

The book puffs his chest out. "I know."

Selene snorts from her position as a warmer across our mate’s feet.

Lucas wraps his arm around me, pulling me closer. I breathe in his scent like it’s the oxygen my lungs crave. My semi-frayed nerves settle in the aftermath of the ghost’s obnoxious singing.

I’ve been listening to it all day; it’s the worst.

"We should put this all over the compound," he sighs, leaning his head back as he closes his eyes.

"The ward requires refreshing every twelve hours," Grimoire explains, his expression suddenly serious. "And it only has approximately a twenty-foot radius of effectiveness. It would be inefficient to ward the entire compound."

laugh, though it sounds more like a tired sigh. "I wish

audible through the window. "Buried deep where no

"I feel a little bad

"Me too."

on my shoulder. It’s these stolen moments that feel surreal—pockets of normalcy in a world gone mad. His

I wish I could just live in his pocket, so we’re never

ghost is connected to Ivy somehow," I say finally. "It’s mentioned her twice in a roundabout kind

a thoughtful sound, his eyes still closed. "You should tell Clayton. He wants to know everything about

to poke

up. "Of course

in his voice makes my chest feel all gooey and full of sweet

he says, finally opening his golden eyes to stare at me. "You have such a big heart. And you keep going, no matter how

I glance away. "I’m just

softly. "Holding it together when everything’s falling apart and still making the right calls." He pauses, expression darkening. "It’s strange though, isn’t it? This ghost appearing not long after we

said they disappeared, but you didn’t really get into it." Granted, most of our conversations revolved around Ryder and the Fae princess when he returned.

he’s disappeared, himself. He must have returned

collects his thoughts. Even Selene lifts her head, her ears pricked

Jericho, we found a

sod house? Like... made

Hidden under snow. Inside..." His voice drops. "We found five wolves. Five

stomach tightens. "Westwood

Missing scouts since we arrived here. All dead

again?" We’d run into a few of

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