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.

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 sleep,

Orion says, peering at

head jerks up. "What? No.

I'm sorry. You just looked

like that," Vanessa says,

despite

wishing I had the strength to shove the both

my ass. They're way too comfortable making fun of me

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 old.

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at me under a microscope, Selene says, and I can feel her internal shudder from my end

interest, because she interrupts him to ask,

You almost always

a bit of a custom among the Fac. We don't have a first and last name as you humans do, you see. We do have a family

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

to in our world; for example, their steaks might be

all delicious and-most importantly-have

brought it up, but I haven't told him the entire story of Sister Miriam and the Fac food. I'm still not certain on the allegiances of people

when she catches my eye. Everything on the table is food

Orion is

how

she slides several meat slices and various vegetables onto my plate, Magister Orion finally responds to my question. "Your identity is not defined by your family. Even when

no way he's talking about my family dynamics, but I still feel like I've been put on display for a moment, a

his question

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