Tangled

Chapter 261

Unshift 261

Unshift 261

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.

second passes. An eternity compressed into

my vision darken, reality slipping away

recedes. The world snaps back into focus, colors sharpening and sounds returning. I gasp,

insistently. I blink, trying to orient myself. We're still in the truck. Marcus is at the wheel, his knuckles white

mirror.

croak. Swallowing hard, I try again. "I'm

squeezed in a vise, like something was trying to pull it right out of my chest. And that string, that connection to the book-it's still there, only

Ava Yanking At

a thrumming in my veins that's

went white as a

of those endless seconds without air sends a shiver down my spine. "I think I made contact with the book.

in the mirror. "What

out to it, trying to call it to me like Magister Orion said. And then..." I trail off, unsure how to describe the sensation. "It was like it grabbed

that normal?" Vanessa asks, before shaking her head. "Stupid question. How would

many questions, and

Marcus's

this. Magic books that try to yank your soul out of your body don't exactly scream 'trustworthy'

pause, surprised by my own certainty. How can

of me tugs again, and

we can't risk you getting hurt. Maybe

soothe the strange thrumming in my veins. It's like my body

book

sense of self-preservation in

desperately want

of Lucas sends

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, I peer out the window, but there's nothing

minutes had passed.

24

Ava Yanking

away into that strange,

glued to the road. "I felt a pack presence once," he admits.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255