Tangled

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231 Ava: Water

The rune for water swims before my eyes, its curves and lines blurring as I try to focus. My mind, however, has other plans. It drifts to Vanessa, her soft smile as she spoke of Vester. The ache in her voice. The longing.

I know that feeling all too well now.

Lucas. Where is he? Is he safe? Is the pack safe? Do we have more funeral rites coming? Are people hurting? Are our hospitals inundated?

Your brain is so loud I can't sleep, Selene's voice cuts through my spiraling thoughts.

Oh, I'm so sorry. Rolling my eyes at her nonexistent self, knowing she can feel it, I drawl mentally, Let me just turn down the volume on my anxiety for you. Wouldn't want to disturb your beauty rest.

Selene huffs, a sound somewhere between amusement and exasperation. Worrying about things you can't control is a waste of time. You'd be better off focusing on what's in front of you. The sooner you master this, the sooner we can leave.

She's right, of course. Doesn't make it any easier, but she's right. I take a deep breath, trying to center myself. "Okay, okay. You're right. Let's do this."

"Is it Selene?" Vanessa asks in amusement. "Whenever you talk to her, your entire face scrunches up.

Damn. Really? I've watched them all go a little vacant-eyed when they're talking to their wolves or pack members, but no one's ever

That's amharging

sghing me pep talk

"You can do this, Ava. Look what you accomplished earlier today? Civing me two thumbs-up that couldn't be more cheesy if she tried. Vanessa grins. "I have faith in you"

Heat flushes in my cheeks. No matter how much care and attention I've been given in my time at Westwood, it still feels

awkward and wrong to have someone so enthusiastic in their

praise of me.

Good, too.

Really good.

That rush of warmth and affection in my heart that's brought about with a few simple words and encouragement is a little scary. It reminds me a little of how I'd begun to feel a little like I should stay with Clayton, all because he was kind to me and gave me a place to live, despite knowing that it was wrong.

Knowing him a little more now-stijl not very much, but enough to recognize that he didn't exactly have any sinister designs to throw me back to my pack or anything-Ican see how he was just an alpha struggling to do the right thing and maybe a little too clouded by the heat-mating that occurred between us.

1 like him. Selene murmurs. But he is not the one who stirs your

heart, is he?

No, he isn't.

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and rely on him? They're the same ones I feel toward Vanessa, who's been in my corner from

from Lucas, who's bonded to me. And aside from Lisa, who-despite being my best friend-doesn't understand

Mrs. Elkins, who didn't know who I

Selene, who's another half of

that now, and it only gets clearer by the day. There's nothing wrong in appreciating those

Selene murmurs.

the future. Make sure I'm not

me well.

heart ache at the thought that maybe Sister Miriam isn't the best person to trust. Or maybe that Magister Orion isn't the best choice of teacher. Maybe being here in the Fae Ward itself is nothing more than some

running through too many thoughts again, Selene says, affection from her coming through

everything you can to avoid what's in front

Right.

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The magic.

a deep breath, I purge my head as best as I can,

to the rune

its lines with my eyes. There's that place deep inside me where I felt the fire magic, but when I reach for it, it's like hitting a wall. I push against it, trying to find a

before, why not now? Visualizing the magic as a door that I need to open doesn't feel right.

Nothing.

My shoulders slump.

arms and legs shake with exhaustion, just like they did

of power, no flickering flame. Just the

the bitter taste of

want to crumple it up and throw it across the room, but I resist the urge. Barely. "This is pointless," I mutter, more to myself than to Selene. "Maybe

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easily, Selene chides. Magic isn't something you can force. It's about finding the right flow,

not the one sitting

like one, she retorts, but there's no real bite

curve, some of the tension easing from my shoulders

the frustration. Vanessa is still and silent in her

at me,

I'm convinced she's an

came to me in a moment of

do I associate

thinking of the times I've felt most connected to water. The gentle lapping of waves at the lake near the pack house, escaping from yet another round

windows of Lisa's apartment. The refreshing coolness of a

I'm missing something, but I can't

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