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.

golden stranger's strange friendliness and otherworldly presence flash through my mind. I open my mouth, ready to explain about Acarus again, figuring he'd forgotten the

earlier.

might have

who it is or if they're still here in this

last word. I meet Kellan's eyes, willing him to understand

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his face. He faces forward, but I

tugging at the

"Smart idea."

races, cataloging every interaction, every face I've seen since

the

thought that someone close to Lucas

My stomach churns.

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

step inside. It's like walking into

It's a modern hospital.

jarring, and I find myself

adjust to the

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doors, all closed. The familiar smell of antiseptic has

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 around to take

hospital?" I ask Kellan in a hushed

It's been here for a long time." He taps at my shoulder, nudging me to follow him to the

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

she greets Kellan, her voice syrupy sweet. "Alpha is sleeping at

guiding me forward. "Actually, yes. I've brought his mate to see

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cool professionalism that

close and yet still out of reach. I want to scream, to demand entry, to use whatever authority being his mate grants me, but I hold myself

would be unethical.

sounds pretty

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