Tangled

Chapter 122

122 Ava: Getting Stronger

“Don’t push yourself too hard.” o

Lucas‘ voice is deeper through the phone, giving our hushed conversation in my bedroom a more sordid feeling than would be expected, given the fact that we haven’t talked about anything remotely intimate.

That fated–mate tingle settles into my nether regions as he speaks. Lisa’s asleep, and Kellan is, too, taking over the couch in the living room like he does every night.

“I’m not.” Trying not to wake the others, I speak in a soft murmur.

“I miss you.” He sounds frustrated. Tired.

Kellan said he’s been trying to track down my family. I hope he finds them soon; I just want everything to be over. Having guards everywhere I go is awful.

I have yet to meet anyone new. No friends. Not even acquaintances. I don’t even get to buy things at the store, because someone is always sent to buy what I ask for.

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It’s suffocating.

“Have you made any progress?”

“Mmm.” His noncommital sound gives little hope. “I will find them, Ava. You will be safe.”

“I know.”

“Get some sleep. It’s late.”

“I will.” A yawn catches me by surprise, my jaw cracking with the force of it.

“Good night, Ava.”

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hospital stay, my body has suffered no ill effects. My muscles are toned, what little excess flab I had around my belly is gone, and I breeze through most of Jericho’s workouts with little effort.

athletic. That doesn’t mean I’ve magically gained an ability to fight.

would be nice,

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passed in a haze of training, Kellan’s constant presence, and Lucas coming and

still murky and undefined, but the fated bond within me disagrees vociferously. It yearns for

improvement. I can understand, though. She, too, is frustrated by this feeling of living in a

that Lisa and I join a training group of young

Kellan’s refusal

back to me. “Are you interested, girl?”

her voice earning her a dark glower from the pack beta.

I can’t?” He

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to say, and you’re not.” Getting between them is pointless; it just goes round and round. Jericho watches me

of people. I would

passes for a

a hug. “It’s settled, then. Even your

he grunts. “They’re in

bunch of junior shifters doesn’t sound like a fun time, but

with excitement. It’s our

to the

and I recognize it as the place we train during rainy days. It’s filled with

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digging into

a born–human, to be

of

to us with a respectful bow in Jericho’s direction, one hand over her heart. All the others turn and bow after she

confusion, but he doesn’t acknowledge it, just staring in his signature

is soft but clear. “We are

again. It’s a title I’ve

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