Tangled

Chapter 265

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It isn't until we're walking that I realize still I don't hear Selene in my head. Her presence hasn't filled its

space.

I was so focused on Lucas that I forgot my own damn wolf. That's terrifying, in a way.

"Didn't you say Selene's here?"

"She was." He glances at me in the dim moonlight. "She's been coming and going a lot. Can't you talk to her?" He appears confused; I guess no one's

specifically told him that Selene and I can't contact each other over long distances.

"No."

"Oh." He's quiet as he processes that. "So you just... can't talk to your wolf?"

I shrug. "She's her own person. I guess it's because she isn't in my body."

Kellan makes an odd sort of noise in his throat. I glance at him in concern. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," he says, shaking his head. "Your bond

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with Selene is just strange. Communication isn't equal among wolves-some can have full conversations, some don't-but you're another level."

Ah. Yeah, it is weird. It's become such a normal part of my life, though. "Yeah." To me, it's strange to think

someone has a wolf and can't talk to them.

"How did you know to come here if you don't speak

with Selene?" Kellan asks.

otherworldly presence flash through my mind. I open my mouth, ready to explain about Acarus again, figuring he'd forgotten the brief conversation

earlier.

have

I snap my mouth shut. We don't know who it is or if they're still

emphasis on the last word. I meet Kellan's eyes, willing him to

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but then understanding dawns on his face. He faces forward, but I can

smile tugging

"Smart idea."

seen since arriving. Which is only about six of

could the traitor

to Lucas

My stomach churns.

***

leads me to a simple building. It's a long building with blacked out

It's like walking into another world-sterile, bright, and utterly unlike the

It's a modern hospital.

is jarring, and

to adjust to

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with several doors, all closed. The familiar smell of antiseptic

as they walk past. Even this late at night, it's good

I ask

a long time." He taps at my shoulder, nudging me

keyboard. She looks up as we

her voice syrupy sweet. "Alpha is sleeping at the moment. Is

my lower back, guiding me forward. "Actually, yes. I've brought his

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receptionist's eyes flick to me, and in an instant, her demeanor changes. The warmth vanishes, replaced by a cool professionalism that borders on

want to scream, to demand entry, to use whatever authority being his mate grants me,

would be unethical. Rude.

sounds

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