Tangled

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213 Ava: It's Gone

"Did you see that?" I ask Kellan, my voice barely above a whisper.

He glances at me, brows furrowed and body alert. "See what?"

I shake my head, not quite sure how to explain the strange phenomenon. "Nothing. Never mind."

As we exit the car, I can't help but glance behind us, taking in the six guards that follow in our wake. Their presence should be

reassuring, a sign of Lucas' commitment to my safety, but instead it only serves to heighten my unease.

There's something in the air, a buzzing energy that sets my teeth on edge and makes my skin feel too tight. It's like the world is holding its breath, waiting for something to happen.

We enter the building, our footsteps echoing in the empty hallways. Kellan leads the way, broad shoulders tense beneath his suit jacket. I trail behind him, my heart hammering in my chest as we descend the stairs to the basement, noticing that there's no light coming from below.

Kellan and I both pull out our phones to use as flashlights, but don't stop our descent.

When we reach the bottom, I stop short, my breath catching in my throat. The office, the reception desk, the colorful artwork that had adorned the walls-it's all gone. In its place is nothing but a bare, concrete room, devoid of any sign of life. As if no office had ever existed. No drywall. No electric wires.

Just... nothing.

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"What the hell?* Kellan mutters, his eyes scanning the empty

space.

1 step forward, my fingers trailing along the rough wall. "It was here, wasn't it? We didn't take a wrong turn?"

A silly question. It's the same building, in the same neighborhood.

Nothing's changed.

And yet Steve isn't here.

Kellan shakes his head, his expression g...n. "No, we didn't. Something's not right."

This place reeks of magic, Selene growls, her hackles raised. Be careful, Ava.

My throat is tight, making it hard to swallow. The air seems to crackle with energy, making the fine hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Every instinct screams at me to run, to get as far away from this place as possible.

Steve and her little child

office in the basement of

way I felt nauseated when I looked into her

think

one hand clawing at my chest,

to breathe.

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screaming for oxygen. Tears streamh down my face, hot and stinging, as I silently beg for mercy, for release from this

began, or maybe a hundred years

it's over.

blinding after the impenetrable darkness. Spots dance

in the parking lot, sprawled on the asphalt like discarded ragdolls. The guards are scattered around us, some on their knees, others flat

the building is

stood an abandoned structure housing

rubble, no debris, not

grass.

if it never existed at

lot, my mind reeling. "I think Steve's a Fae," I say lamely, the words falling

ashen. "No shit," he mutters,

could I have been so blind? The signs were there all

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coiled in my gut

no trace of its existence. It's the kind of magic that only

only

magic of some

hair, his expression grim. "We need to tell Lucas. If Steve's a Fae, she could be working with the vampires. I don't know how much information she's funneled

way."

Fae working with vampires

what her endgame is. It's possible she's not working with them at all. Just because she isn't a wolf, doesn't mean she's not an

have a gut

she, and why is

the screen as he sends a message to Lucas. I watch him, my heart pounding in my chest as I try to process everything that's

seemed like an ally, is a Fae. The building where we met her, where she helped us

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