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."

an awkward pat, he adds, "Don't forget to eat. I have a few things to do, but I'll be here

"Got it."

The shower is amazing.

Shampoo and conditioner

of large and hang off my frame like

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

Oh, well.

found. Sitting at the small table by

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fluttering, making it hard to even

as far as the eye can

Peaceful.

Serene.

like the

Lucas.

without his memories, sends a sharp pain through my chest. I take a sip of coffee, hoping the bitter liquid will ground me, but it does little to ease

remember me at all? What if the bond we share means nothing to him now? If the wolves can't seem to connect with him as alpha, does that mean our

now?

mind, each one

knowing I'll need my strength for whatever comes next. The flavors barely register

or daily life. It's as if the entire world is holding its breath,

again, we're in the middle of the apocalypse,

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

out of reach.

want that

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