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153 Ava: A Weight off Her Shoulders

This isn't so bad, right?1 ask Selene, buoyed by the gentle smile on Lucas' face,

At first I thought it was a facade to hide his anger, but he doesn't

once lash out.

Doesn't berate me.

Doesn't yell.

Just nods. Smiles. Listens.

And accepts it all.

Right, Selene says, but she sounds evasive.

So when Lucas hands me a glass of water and nudges me to sit at the table across from him, I do without hesitation.

"Okay," he finally says, leaning over the table to stare into my eyes. "Lay it on me."

He sounds a little like he's bracing himself. I can't blame him. I am,

too.

I take a deep breath. "I'm not a normal shifter."

He nods slowly. "We've established this."

I inhale sharply, searching for the right words. How do I explain something I barely understand myself? The power within me is like the wind; it exists, and occasionally makes itself known, but I can't search for it "I have some kind of magical aptitude," I finally say, meeting Lucas'

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gaze. "But I need training to control it. Without proper guidance, it could be dangerous."

Lucas stares at me, his brow furrowed. The silence stretches

between us, heavy with unspoken questions.

"What do you mean by magical aptitude, Ava?" His voice is steady, but I can sense the underlying concern.

The weight of my own ignorance is crushing, and I can only shrug. "I'm not entirely sure, to be honest. All I know is that there's a power inside me, and it's not like anything I've ever known. You saw it, too. The r His eyes narrow as he thinks back. "Your running. We assumed it was some sort of side effect from your dormant wolf."

Motioning toward Selene, I say, "She wasn't dormant. Our bond is different."

I take a deep breath, cautiously optimistic by his measured. responses. "I don't know enough about this, but Sister Miriam knows. She's going to connect me with a teacher so I can learn to control it." Lucas leans back in his chair, his eyes never leaving mine. "And trust this Sister Miriam?"

you

if I

off the water in my glass, and I lower my eyes, turning the cup in circles. "I need to know more about this power. It's putt people around me in danger. I need

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mine. The warmth of his touch is comforting, and I peek at

lowered lashes.

Thoughtful. Concerned. Calm.

Ever the rational alpha."

a good man, I

quiet for a moment. You don't

an

like she's choking over the words anymore, but there's something there that I can't quite

a moment over my hand.

"Yes?"

torn. "I need you to stay

"But that's-"

Kellan and I can look into this a little more. To keep you safe."

going to do everything in our power

here while you look

take on if I can get even one

not alone, Ava. We are all in this with you. But

asking for permission,

takes a deep breath, and Selene pipes

and yet he is still trying to see your side. Do not be afraid to speak your mind, Ava. Only communication will

and rub her ears.

have this fight anywhere, but if

bedroom

my lap, wet with her saliva, she saunters back to the living room, having

glances between us.

which is running yet another one of her shows.

that I realize the effects of

been able to say that to him. I should have blabbed my

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did the

distracting me from that line of thought. "I appreciate you opening up to me,

that."

like he's reciting lines from a book, but Selene's words

He's trying.

Like I am.

you think

can't stare at his face while waiting for his answer. Instead, I pick at the buttons on the remote

His hands. cover mine, stopping the

at me."

I don't.

words. Ava, you're not a freak. Wolf or no wolf, I want you by my side. I never should have pushed you away. I've regretted it for so long. When I looked

you."