Tangled

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282 Ava: A Meeting of Allies

Dr. Blackwell-or, as Lisa calls him, the Grand Sage-holds out his hand for a very human handshake, his eyes twinkling in my direction. "It is good to finally meet you, Ava Grey. I've heard so much about you" From who?

"Hello," I offer cautiously, despite knowing he's one of the good ones. His handshake is firm, event if his hand is as small as a child's.

"It will be good for magic to flourish once again," he continues, and I blink.

"Excuse me?"

Dr. Blackwell's words hang in the air, and I'm not sure how to respond. Magic flourishing? What does that even mean? Before I can formulate a coherent question, Kellan clears his throat.

"I apologize for the delay in bringing Dr. Blackwell," he says, his voice oddly stiff.

Lisa's reply is equally stilted. "It's okay."

Their awkward exchange is so unnatural that I have to fake a cough to hide my amused smile. Despite the gravity of our situation, it's almost comical to see them dance around each other like this.

His expression turns serious as he continues. "I was discussing recent events with Dr. Blackwell. The Westwood Pack is caught in the middle of an incredible war that will change our world." Everyone nods solemnly; there's no surprise here.

Still, my stomach twists with anxiety as we put it into words.

nearly obliterated after their first retreat. While he was not the only one to deal with a secondary attack, it was the worst of them.

and their betrayal. Kellan places his hands on her shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze. "Two shifters have been confirmed as traitors," Kellan explains to Marcus

have already been briefed on the situation here. The healer just sighs, looking as though she's aged ten years since I saw her

other hand, turns his attention to Lisa. "Speaking of trust, I

I can't help but bristle at his regard of my best friend. I struggle to keep my expression neutral as everyone's gaze flicks between Lisa and me. Kellan watches me calmly,

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is trustworthy, I state firmly, meeting

the issue, but her status as an

deep breath, trying to calm the frustration bubbling in my veins. "The number of people we can truly

since Lucas has been... incapacitated as alpha... He pauses, and I

Alpha challenges.

drains from my face. Lucas is in no shape to be challenged. With his wolf gone, he's as good as

has done for his pack, after risking his life to save others... Now, he has

my gaze, steady and calm.

Shit.

ried!

healing rate is abysmal. It's human-rate. There are so many theories, the doctors are in knots. They think he's cursed somehow,

possible," Dr. Blackwell says, unperturbed as several eyes cut in his direction, including

of curse? What does

old gnome shakes his frail-seeming head. "I do not know such details. However, I am aware of curses

them?" I ask, desperate for good