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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ill effects. My muscles are toned, what little excess flab I had around my belly is gone, and I breeze through most

mean I’ve magically

would be

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haze of training, Kellan’s constant presence, and Lucas coming and going from the

but the fated bond within me disagrees vociferously. It yearns for him in a way that hurts almost

understand, though. She, too, is frustrated by this feeling of living

Lisa and I join a training group of young shifters in the pack, I jump at

refusal

Jericho snaps, turning back to

says, the vehemence in her voice earning her a dark glower from the

speak for you, but I can’t?” He

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

be helpful to train with a variety of people. I would even venture to say that

to a grimace that passes for a smile in the old man. “I’ll speak with the alpha, then.”

grabbing my arm in a hug. “It’s settled, then.

along,” he grunts. “They’re

junior

excitement. It’s our first real

the

with at least twenty young shifters, almost all men, all sparring on the

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into my skin.

as a born–human, to be

of wolves.

direction, one hand over

look at Jericho in confusion, but he doesn’t acknowledge it, just staring in his signature brooding way across the crowd.

soft but clear.

again. It’s a title I’ve never heard before. He doesn’t correct the girl, merely grunts. “At

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