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.

and otherworldly presence flash through my mind. I open my mouth, ready to explain about

earlier.

might have a

snap my mouth shut. We don't know who it is or if

say instead, putting heavy emphasis on the last

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

smile tugging at the

"Smart idea."

I've seen since arriving. Which is only about

the traitor

to Lucas

My stomach churns.

***

to a simple building. It's a long building with blacked out windows, looking desolate in the dark of

me off guard as we step inside. It's like walking into another world-sterile, bright, and utterly unlike the unassuming ranch

It's a modern hospital.

is jarring, and I

to adjust

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hallway stretches to the side, with several doors, all closed. The familiar smell of antiseptic has my nose

of double doors marked 'Staff Only' stand beyond it, showing the faint shadowy outline of people as they walk past. Even this late at night, it's good to know there are people

I ask

a long time." He taps at my shoulder,

crisp blue scrubs sits, her fingers flying over a keyboard. She looks up as we

syrupy sweet. "Alpha is sleeping at

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

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changes. The warmth vanishes, replaced by a cool professionalism that

I want to scream, to demand

would be unethical. Rude.

sounds pretty good

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