Tangled

Chapter 237

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237 Ava: Wrung Dry

By the time we exit the training room, Vanessa and Marcus have to hold me up to walk in a straight line. <

It isn't the type of exhaustion where my muscles are sore and stretched and tired after running or doing a thousand squats. It's more like the energy in my body has bled away, leaving me so weak that my muscles can no longer function properly.

When exercising, you can kind of feel good about your exertion. The pain and exhaustion comes with a sense of accomplishment.

This?

It just feels like I'm a wet dish rag wrung out one too many times.

The water's gone, and now I'm going to float away on the next strong breeze.

Ava! Where did you go?

Selene's panic is so explosive in my head that my legs buckle, even with the support of two shifters.

Long story. Training room. Magic place. My body's dead. Training sucks.

Even in my head, I can only speak in short sentences. It feels fuzzy and also like something's slamming into it with a sledgehammer, fueled by the rage of a thousand flying monkeys.

Not sure where the flying monkeys came from, but I'm just going to go with it.

Are you okay? she asks, and the warmth and care from her side of the bond also seems to infuse me with a little bit of extra energy.

better. Like having a parent who's panicked after they wake up in the middle of the night to see their child gone; someone who cares about me. I need food. And

re-established contact," Magister Orion says, peering at my face. "Does it hurt to speak with your

jerks up. "What? No. Why do you

You just looked

looks like that,"

nods, despite his

wishing I had

my ass. They're way too comfortable making fun

pick it apart. Especially you, Ava Grey, to have a wolf outside of your body,

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like he's going to slice me open and look at me under a microscope, Selene says, and I can feel her internal shudder from my end of

of interest, because

by her full name? You almost always call

We don't have a first and last name as you humans do, you see. We do have

ask with a frown, as Vanessa and Marcus help settle me into a chair. With a wave of his hand, Magister Orion manifests

particular corresponding animal to the ones we are used to in our world; for example, their steaks might be from a giant carnivorous beast that they hunt, or an herbivore similar to a cow. Some

and-most importantly-have no magic in

Sister Miriam and the Fac food. I'm still not certain on the allegiances of people in this city, and I'm hesitant to get Sister Miriam in trouble for possibly going

smile when she catches my

Orion is showing

how exhausted

vegetables onto my plate, Magister Orion finally responds to my question. "Your identity is not defined by your family.

stab of pain shoots through my heart, interrupting its normal rhythm for a moment. There's no way he's talking about my family dynamics, but I still feel like I've been

his question makes

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