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.

if he can't feel it, there's a part of him wanting to trust

to see

Fuck.

the bill for all the time he spent waiting patiently for me, delivered express mail with cash on delivery. Now

shower in hours, but I

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

It doesn't work.

water runs out. Dressing in the clothes I was just

my brain and maybe wake

as I flop

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275 Ava: Visitors

in my mind, of every moment of my encounter with Lucas. The confusion

as I flip from side to side. Minutes stretch into what

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

gentle

I'm on my

across the room and

how desperately I needed human contact until this moment. The solitude of the past few hours weighs on

murmurs, rubbing soothing circles on my

eyes. "Sorry, I

as she asks, "How are

Not great," I admit, my voice barely above a whisper. "How much

before meeting mine again.

holding

Vanessa's gaze

to the front door, then to the windows. Her voice rises slightly as she says, "I'm

pulls a small notebook from her pocket. She scribbles something quickly, then turns it so I can read: / know about

being watched, listened to. There might even be a traitor somewhere. We can't talk

asks, "Did you break down crying out of sheer relief in the hallway? I

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