Tangled

Chapter 261

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261 Ava: Yanking At Her

It's almost like a presence saying hello.

Thinking of that little string, I tug back. Twice.

An answering jerk. One. Two. Three

The words I just spoke drift into my head: It's like the book is alive.

it crazy to talk into this void in my head, in the general direction I hope the book is in?

Sure. But at least no one can see or hear me doing it.

Hello? I call out, trying to

there?

Use the same mental channel I use to speak with Selene. Are you

Another tug on that string.

I really, really need you to come to where I am. It's safer here. Or something. How do you explain. to a book that the world has gone to shit and you want to keep it from being used to create further catastrophe?

Please.

Being polite never hurts.

This time, that string-y feeling yanks, and it feels like my heart is constricted, interfering in its ability to beat.

I can't breathe. Pain explodes in my chest, radiating outward like a supernova. My lungs burn, desperate for air that won't come. The world around me blurs, sounds fading into a high-pitched buzz that fills my

cars.

passes. An eternity

seconds. The edges of my vision darken,

snaps back into focus, colors sharpening and sounds returning. I gasp, drawing in a ragged breath that feels like sandpaper in my throat. "Ava? Ava! Are

through the lingering fog in my mind. Her hand grips my shoulder, shaking me gently but insistently. I blink, trying to orient myself. We're still in the truck. Marcus is at the wheel, his knuckles

mirror.

as a croak. Swallowing hard, I try

trying to pull it right out of

Ava Yanking At

a thrumming in my veins

"Your face went white as a

without air sends a shiver down my

mine in the mirror.

Magister Orion said. And then..." I trail off, unsure how to

normal?" Vanessa asks, before shaking her

many questions, and so few

Marcus's

Magic books that try to yank your soul out

a point, but something in me rebels against the idea. "No, it wasn't malicious. Just desperate." I pause, surprised by my own certainty. How can I be so sure about the intentions of an inanimate

me tugs again, and I swear

we can't risk you getting hurt. Maybe

thrumming in my veins. It's like my body is vibrating from

wait until we're somewhere safe before I try contacting the book again. Too many weird things keep happening to me. I'd rather not risk dying before we reach

a sense of self-preservation

if I desperately want to

sends

of you made contact yet?" I ask, looking between Vanessa and Marcus. Hope flutters in my chest, fragile and desperate. Vanessa shakes her head, a worried frown creasing her brow. "No, nothing yet. Vester should be able to reach me by now. It's strange." "How long has it been since you could sense him?" Surprised,

had passed. The realization is chilling. How much time

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Yanking

into that strange,

glued to the road. "I felt a pack presence once," he admits. "But it was brief. Flectr before I could really grasp it." "It's just

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