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.

having a parent who's panicked after they wake up in the middle of the night to

re-established contact," Magister Orion says, peering at my

head jerks up. "What? No. Why do you

sorry. You just looked

looks like that,"

nods, despite

of experience, I mutter, wishing I had the strength to shove the both of

way too comfortable making fun of me for such a

wolves is unique, indeed. If I had the time. I'd love to pick it apart. Especially you, Ava Grey, to have a wolf outside of your body, like the Lycans of

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open and look at me under a microscope, Selene says, and I can feel her internal

uncomfortable with his line of interest, because she interrupts him to ask,

call her by her full name? You almost always call her 'Ava Grey,

to the dining room as we talk. "It is a bit of a custom among the Fac. We don't have a first and last

Marcus help settle me into a chair. With a

a lot of different cuts of meat. I've learned since coming here that Fac food doesn't always have a 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

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

my eye. Everything on the table is food I've had before

Orion is showing

how exhausted I

"Your identity is not defined by your family. Even when one is disowned, they

dynamics, but I still feel like I've

question makes

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