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.

the middle of the night to see their child gone; someone who cares about me. I need food. And sleep, I tell

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

head jerks up. "What? No.

I'm sorry. You

like that," Vanessa says,

nods, despite

wishing I had the strength to shove the both of them

way too comfortable making fun of me for

If I had the time. I'd love to pick it apart. Especially you, Ava Grey, to have a

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a microscope, Selene says,

line of interest, because

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

is a bit of a custom among the Fac. We don't have a first and last name

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

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

all delicious and-most importantly-have

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 outside of some sort of law against tampering with

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

Orion is

how exhausted

question. "Your identity is not defined by your

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

question makes

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