Tangled

110 Lisa: Ava’s Absence (III)

Lucas’s shoulders stiffen, and he turns to look at the

healer with a frown. “Still no answers?” he asks, his voice rough with disuse.

Vanessa sighs, her expression sympathetic. “I’m sorry, Alpha. We’re doing everything we can.”

Lucas nods curtly and turns back to Ava, his brow furrowed in thought. Vanessa catches my eye over his shoulder and gives me a subtle shake of her head.

At first, I’m confused. But then it hits me–she must be trying to tell me that Ava isn’t pregnant. A wave of relief washes over me, followed immediately by a pang of guilt. I shouldn’t be happy about this, not when Ava is still lying there unresponsive.

But at least it’s one less thing to worry about. One less complication in an already tangled web.

I slump back in my chair, suddenly exhausted. It’s been a long day, and the emotional roller coaster has taken. its toll. I close my eyes, just for a moment, and let the steady rhythm of Ava’s heartbeat lull me into a light

doze.

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110 Lisa: Ava’s Absence (1)

I’m not sure how much time passes before I’m startled awake by a soft knock at the door. Vanessa pokes her head in, her expression apologetic.

“Sorry to disturb you,” she says, keeping her voice low. “But I thought you might want to know–Kellan just arrived with Ava’s dog.”

I sit up straighter, blinking the sleep from my eyes.

“Selene’s here?”

waiting room.

gauging his reaction. He’s still staring at Ava, but I can see the tension in his jaw,

not

it would be good for her,” I say, since he seems content with letting me make the

enters the room, a scrawny silver husky trailing behind him on a leash. For a moment, I’m not sure if it’s really Selene–she looks thinner than I remember from pictures, her fur matted and dull. But then

the hoonital had and

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that breaks

yanking the leash

tries to get closer to Ava. Lucas starts to

wire. “I think… I think it might be good for her.

in his throat, and I feel my heart stutter in my chest. Oh God. What have I done? The look on his face…

I can’t back down now. Not when

my grip tightening on his wrist even

“Just let

a moment Lear

I

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so tightly I’m afraid he

he raises his free hand, and I

never comes.

her lips pulled back

room falls silent, the tension so thick I can barely breathe. Lucas and Selene stare

Lucas’s arm bunch beneath my fingers, and for a second,

he takes a step back. His eyes never leave Selene’s, but he lowers his hand, his

out, his voice tight with barely

“The dog can