Tangled

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259 Ava: Going to Lucas

No shit.

I could have told him that; in so many ways, wolf packs are far behind their human counterparts. Even the humans have run little news clips on these things. Especially the rates of sexual assault. on women, or wolf-on-wolf violence.

"How do you know this?" Vanessa asks suspiciously. "You said communication has bee disrupted."

"Not all communication. Only those relying on human technology.

"Then shouldn't you know more about what's happening in the world?" I frown at the Inconsistency.

"If I had people to communicate with, I would know. I don't, so I am as lost as you are, Here. A map." Acarus tosses a rolled up paper to Marcus.

witchling.

For some reason, I expected something old and antique, with yellowed paper and jagged edges.

This is more like a smooth poster banner, neatly rolled up. A modern map.

Of course it is. Why would I think otherwise?

Distracted by thoughts of Lisa, I tune them out as they discuss routes and nearby cities. Ever since I decided to become a proper Luna, I've avoided thinking about her, leaving me with an icky feeling that I'm a terrible friend.

It's like no matter what, every decision feels wrong.

But every time I go down that road, I'm told I'm wallowing.

There's a huge part of me that still thinks I should have gone my own way and saved Lisa. Of course there is. Who wouldn't want to tell the world to fuck off and save their best friend?

But her safety came out of luck, not from the effort I put into it. Not even from the efforts of Lucas' pack.

It adds to that guilt rolling around in my soul.

Thinking about Lisa and the time after her kidnapping has my mind wandering down the dark days of not knowing anything, until Sister Miriam-

"Wait a second. Acarus, maybe you can answer this question"

to look

able

He stares.

One second..

Two.

Vanessa

Ava: Going to

he asks, the words even

when she

attention back to the map. "Keep such thoughts to yourself, Aval Grey. There are certain talents people would

me shuddering. I know the feeling of

at me, but

it's a secret Sister Miriam keeps in order to stay alive,

lends us a

get us to the place marked on the map, and Vanessa holds onto the

saying he only goes where his mother

He's a strange person.

makes his way through the back roads, avoiding major highways. If we took one, the drive would only take three hours,

I'm in the backseat, which is basically a tiny bench that pretends it's big enough for someone to sit on. "What is it?" Groggy, I

too, and about three-quarters

toward it.

her eyes dancing. "He can't respond, but I told him we

the way."

I close

only

tugging in my chest, not quite painful, but a definite pressure. It's different from my

can feel Lucas. Well, not him, but my bond

her seat, with a warm smile. "That's wonderful, Ava. It means he's okay. It

mark."

Going

us, and buoys my wearied

says, her voice taking on a thoughtful tone, "considering everything that's happened, maybe it's time you

and I feel a

gives me a knowing look. "The partial bond you have now is a handicap, Ava. If you were fully. mated, your connection would be stronger. You'd be able to sense each other more clearly, communicate better. In times like these, that could make all the difference. And with how strong you both are? Who knows. That level of communication might be

me. I wanted to be accepted by his

with everything that's happened, Vanessa has a

think we should? Even in this

both partners. You'd be able to draw on each