Tangled

140 Ava: Lisa’s Gone

“Ava!”

Kellan’s familiar voice should bring hope, but all I feel is despair as I stare into the distance, wishing that vampire would reappear.

A thousand of them could come and it would be fine. As long as they bring Lisa back.

“Ava! Can you hear me?”

Kellan’s face swims in and out of focus, a hazy blur against the night sky. I squint, trying to bring him into clarity, but it ike trying to grasp smoke.

“They have Lisa,” I whisper, the words scraping my throat raw. “The vampire… He took her.”

Kellan’s eyes widen, a flicker of anguish passing over his features before he schools them into careful neutrality. But I can see the tension in his jaw, the rigidity of his shoulders. He’s barely holding it together.

“I know, Ava. We’ll get her back.” His voice is strained, distracted. Like his mind is a million miles away even

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as he’s right here with me.

Strong arms scoop me up, cradling me against a broad chest. For a moment, I think it’s Kellan, but the scent is wrong. Earthy and unfamiliar, not the piney–leather smell I associate with him. I turn my head, blinking sluggishly at the face above me. It takes a moment for recognition to click into place. One of the guards from Lisa’s apartment. I can’t recall his name, but I

remember him standing sentry outside her door, stoic and watchful.

He carries me away from the carnage, away from the bodies strewn across the grass like broken dolls. I want to protest, to demand he put me down, but my limbs feel weighted, my tongue thick and useless in my

mouth.

Behind us, I can hear Kellan pacing, his footsteps heavy and agitated against the ground. He’s growling, the sound low and menacing, interspersed with words I can’t quite make out. But one stands out, sharp and clear amid the jumbled mess of my thoughts.

Mate.

He keeps saying it, over and over, like a mantra. Like a

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prayer.

I try to focus on him, to call out and ask what he means, but the world is tilting, spinning off its axis. Darkness creeps in at the edges of my vision, a black tide threatening to pull me under.

The last thing I see before unconsciousness claims me is Selene running in from the woodline, coming straight for me.

Ava!

***

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eyes.

is getting old.

feel her warm weight against me.

they did. I wouldn’t leave. Led them on a right merry chase around the garden. They call themselves wolves and can’t even catch

snort, I rub my hands down her fur, turning my head to

side.

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Kellan.

the window and hasn’t even noticed that I’m awake, his

whisper in my mind. He’s finally realized that

What?

Fated? That ma s no sense.

is a rare occurrence, but humans can be mates. He probably didn’t realize until he could smell her blood. It’s not uncommon. It’s a very faint scent in humans until

How fascinating.

going to be furious to know…

My heart sinks.

back, Selene assures me, her voice strong and

yet?” I ask Kellan, whose

You’re awake. How do you feel?”

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I confirm that the

an odd burning in my chest,

what that is.

to get

that being bonded

Correct.

over, like I haven’t probably been poked and prodded by numerous nurses

not willing to talk about what happened. “What about Lisa? Do we

information on her?”

name and shakes his head. “No. Nothing. You said

Tall. Silver hair. Red eyes. Kind of freaky. Kept calling

rubs the bridge of his nose in frustration. “It’s impossible

description.“.

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my gut. “I’m sorry. I didn’t see much

feel bad, Ava. It’s a common problem

Selene says. Their appearances

hair es give us a small hint about his age,” Kellan continues, “but even that isn’t a guarantee anymore. Not with the new trend

“Vampires dye

only do they dye their hair, but they also wear contacts. They live

me at the thought. Vampires walking freely among the unsuspecting populace, wearing whatever disguise suits them best. It’s a chilling

survived so long, Selene muses. Adaptation is necessary for any species to thrive.

taken

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more than kittens

her?” I ask, trying to keep the desperation from

clenches. “We have

trace. It’s just a matter of picking up the right

corrects,

waiting for? Let’s go find her!”

but Kellan’s hand on my shoulder stops me. “Ava, you’re in no condition to go anywhere.

the room spins a little. “I can’t just sit here while Lisa’s out

Your body needs time. Your wounds are

the exhaustion pulling at me. The adrenaline