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169 Ava: A Strange Meeting

Confusion flickers across the stranger's face for a moment before understanding dawns. "Ah, I see. If you saw someone just now, it was likely a manifestation of your own fears. A distraction, meant to throw off I stare at him, my mind struggling to comprehend his words. A manifestation of my fears? How is that even possible?

Selene pads forward, her nose twitching as she sniffs at the stranger's feet. To my shock, her hackles remain flat, her tail giving a tentative wag. She's never reacted this way to a potential threat before. He is not a danger to us, but he is not an ally, she tells me.

"What are you?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

The stranger tilts his head, studying me with those unsettling eyes. "I could ask the same of you. Why is a witch running with the Blackwood Pack?"

The word "witch" hits me like a punch to the gut, stealing the breath from my lungs.

The only ones to call me that are vampires.

Careful, Ava. Selene's warning echoes through my mind, even as she continues to sniff at the stranger's shoes.

The stranger glances at Selene, distaste crossing his face, but he allows her to sniff. Then he glances over my shoulder. "I'm afraid we'll have to continue this conversation another time. Once you

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10 AW A Kuangs Meeting

have permission from my mother, that is."

"Your mother?" I echo, confusion and frustration warring within me. "What are you talking about?"

But the stranger is already backing away, melting into the shadows as if they were never there at all. I lunge forward, desperate for answers, but my hands close on empty air.

I hesitate, torn between the desire to chase after the mysterious stranger and the knowledge that I can't just go off running.

I've been kidnapped enough times that I really should have learned my lesson.

firm, halting me in my tracks. We

his chest barely rising and falling despite the clear effort he's exerted to His eyes, sharp and wary, dart around the area, searching for any signs of

is tight with concern as

cryptic words still echo in my mind. "I thought I saw

brows furrow as he takes another deep inhale, his expression growing more perplexed by the second. "That's odd. I don't smell

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Ave A Stranjas

the adrenaline still pumping through my veins. How could Kellan not detect the

from his mother-whoever that might be-leaves me unsettled. There are

I'd known how my life would turn out, I would have

is always better,

these scraps of information I'm somehow supposed to piece together, I glance

have more information, it's probably best to keep this encounter to

instead, shaking my head. "It's

leave his eyes. It's a little insulting to know that he thinks being mistaken is

changed with time. Everyone

be nice if that changes

It will.

is a

against my shoulder, Kellan glances around again. "Let's get you back to the lodge. You'll

her gaze on me, knowing and expectant,

think it's best if you stay inside. We'll be adding more guards. At least

stop short, turning to face him. "Actually, I was hoping to see Vanessa. I want

across Kellan's face, followed by a frown. "Are you sure that's

in my gut, urging me to try again. Especially now, with the appearance of this mysterious stranger. He's too comfortable

need to see her," I say, injecting as much

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as I

me for a long

know."

It isn't consent.

not asking for permission, Kellan. I'm here because of her. I