Tangled

24 Ava: Paranoia and Secrets (V)

I stare at Selene in utter confusion. “Dig? What do you mean, dig?”

Precisely what I said, she replies, her tone brooking no argument. Dig.

I glance around the small clearing, taking in the soft carpet of moss and fallen leaves. “With what? My hands?” The mere thought of digging into the earth with my bare fingers fills me with a strange revulsion.

Selene lets out a huff of annoyance. Yes, with your hands. I would do it myself, but… She pauses, eyeing the ground with distaste. I don’t like to get mud between my claws.

I can’t help but snort at that. “Are you sure you’re not just a husky after all? Because that’s a very husky–like attitude.”

In response, Selene snaps at the air, her jaws closing with an audible click. Enough stalling, she growls. Dig.

With a sigh, I sink to my knees and begin to dig, scooping handfuls of damp earth aside. Selene

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watches me intently, her tail swishing back and forth.

Deeper, she urges after a few moments.

I grimace as my fingers sink into the cool, loamy soil. “This is so gross. You owe me a manicure after this.”

Selene merely flicks an ear, unimpressed by my complaints.

As I continue to dig, my arms quickly grow tired from the exertion. Sweat beads on my brow, and I can feel the grime caking beneath my nails. Ugh.

Finally, my fingers scrape against something hard and unyielding. I pause, brushing away the remaining soil to reveal…a box?

going, Selene prompts.

It’s a simple wooden affair, unremarkable save for a strange symbol carved into the lid. I shoot Selene a questioning look, but she merely inclines her head sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

toward the box.

a deep breath, I lift the

a ring. But not just any ring–the centerpiece is

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and

almost identical to

both,

At all times.

lifting the ring from its resting place. “But why? What’s so

you to know that. For

that’s ominous,” I mutter, but I obediently slip the ring onto my finger. An odd

Selene’s tone is one of satisfaction. Now, let’s get out of here before I have to groom myself for days to get all this

help but giggle at her disdainful expression as she eyes the mud clinging to her paws. “Whatever you say, princess. I’ll make sure to book you a grooming

turns and begins to lead the way back through the trees, leaving me to hurry after her.

as we walk, the empty

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what all that pain

irritation. It means precisely

but becoming what, exactly?”

cryptic is the best thing for everyone involved. Selene’s tone is firm

leaves crunching underfoot. “Well, it’s not the best thing for me. I’m so confused right now.”

steps back toward the main path. It’s only when

body that wasn’t there before, a sense of renewed energy thrumming through my veins. The aches and pains

it

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a sharp warning.

a perplexed look. “Think

want the attention

talking about?