Tangled

Chapter 272

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272 Ava: Self-Care

"Ava?"

My eyes snap open, heart racing as I jolt upright in the armchair. Kellan's face swims into focus, his brows pulled together with concern. For a moment, I'm disoriented, the remnants of a dream clinging to the edges of my consciousness.

*I... what happened?" I mumble, rubbing my eyes. The cottage comes into focus around me, and I remember where I am.

Fell asleep on the armchair while meditating. Oops.

Kellan crouches beside me, his voice low. "You fell asleep here. Are you okay?"

My neck is stiff from the awkward position. Rolling my shoulders, I try to work out the kink. "How long was I out?"

"If you went to bed as soon as I left, it's been about four hours."

I guess that's fine. Daylight is streaming through the windows, so I hop out of the chair with

excitement. "Can we see Lucas?"

Kellan holds up a hand. "Whoa, slow down. Visiting hours don't start for a couple more hours. I brought you some clothes and breakfast." He jerks a finger behind him at the table. "Figured you'd want a shower and to get..." He waves his hands vaguely over his body. "Presentable."

Oh.

That's a good idea, too.

"Thanks."

my shoulder an awkward pat, he adds, "Don't forget to eat. I have a few things

"Got it."

The shower is amazing.

and conditioner

off my frame like I'm

horrific, but a lot of yanking and a sore scalp later, my blonde tresses hang free and wild with a bit of natural curl and a lot of frizz. Unfortunately, my hair products are in the Fae Ward with

Oh, well.

fills my nostrils, but my appetite is nowhere to be found. Sitting at the small table by the window, I wrap my hands around the warm mug, accepting its heat

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is fluttering, making it hard

as the eye can see. In the

Peaceful.

Serene.

like the chaos

Lucas.

my chest. I take a sip of coffee, hoping the bitter liquid will ground me, but it

him now? If the wolves can't seem to connect with him as alpha, does that mean

now?

my mind, each one more terrifying than

bite of the sandwich, knowing I'll need my strength for whatever comes next. The flavors barely register as I chew mechanically,

No pack members running about, no sounds of training or daily life. It's as if the entire world is holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. Or maybe

in the middle of the apocalypse, so

on the window, forming abstract patterns that remind me of the runes I've been studying. Magic. Another complication

out of reach.

want

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