Tangled

Chapter 275

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275 Ava: Visitors

"Ava." D

My head feels like it weighs a million pounds. My ears feel stuffed and woolly. And Kellan's hands. dragging me to my feet are like burning embers pressed against my skin.

"What?"

"You passed out."

Staring at him blankly, it takes a while for my brain to catch up to his words. "Oh. Shit. I guess that's one way to deal with stress; just let your body shut down.

Don't really recommend it.

and Kellan doesn't ask questions about my visit with Lucas, just escorts me back to the cottage a makes sure I'm taken care of. Brings lunch I don't want to eat and promises to check on me in

another hour or two.

Of course, lunch is out of the question. My stomach's too queasy for that. And until Sister Miriam and Selene return, I don't have a great way to get information on what happened to Lucas' wolf. I'm definitely not going to tell people he doesn't have one; the pack needs stability, not another

blow.

I'm not even sure Kellan knows.

I

The thought that Lucas may have trusted me with a little secret buoys my depressed spirits by a

millimeter or two.

part of him wanting to trust me. Knowing I'm his

see me for the

Fuck.

waiting patiently for me, delivered express mail with cash on delivery. Now it's

second shower in hours,

is raw and angry red, as if I can wash away the

It doesn't work.

I was just wearing-they're still clean.

Just a few hours to reset my brain and maybe wake up and

as I flop from left to right, then from belly to

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275 Ava: Visitors

replay in my mind, of every moment of my

tangle around my legs as I flip from side to side. Minutes stretch into what feels

at the door startles me from my restless attempt at sleep. Before

Vanessa's gentle

I'm on my

across the room and

The solitude of the past few hours weighs on me,

sweetie," she murmurs, rubbing soothing circles

pull back, wiping at my eyes. "Sorry, I

she asks, "How

great," I admit, my voice barely above a whisper. "How

side before meeting mine

holding

Vanessa's gaze

windows. Her voice rises slightly as she says, "I'm so glad

furrows my brow until she pulls a small notebook from her pocket. She scribbles something quickly, then turns it so I can

Of course. We're being watched, listened to. There might even be a traitor somewhere. We can't talk about his

crying out of sheer relief in the hallway? I heard rumors flying

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