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.

can't feel it, there's a part

doesn't want to see me for the rest of

Fuck.

bill for all the time he spent waiting patiently for me, delivered express mail with

hours,

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

It doesn't work.

out. Dressing in the clothes I was just wearing-they're still

to reset my brain and maybe wake up and find this has all been some

flop from left to right, then from belly to back, struggling to find a position that brings

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275 Ava: Visitors

I screw my eyes shut, sleep doesn't come. Instead, there's a constant replay in my mind, of every moment of my encounter with Lucas. The confusion in

tangle around my legs as I flip from side to side. Minutes stretch into what feels like hours. My eyes burn with

at the door startles me from my restless attempt at sleep. Before I can respond, the door

Vanessa's gentle voice

I'm on my

flying across

desperately I needed human contact until this moment. The solitude of the past few

murmurs, rubbing soothing circles on my

"Sorry, I

face is grim as she

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

the side before

nod, holding

Vanessa's gaze

she says, "I'm so glad he's doing well. Such a

until she pulls a small notebook from her pocket. She scribbles something quickly, then

eyes widen. Of course. We're being watched, listened to. There might even be a traitor

break down crying out of sheer relief in the hallway?

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