Tangled

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287 Ava: Seeing Lucas Again

"Ava?"

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Lisa shakes me awake, but it takes a few blinks for my eyes to adjust to reality.

"What is it?" My throat is croaky, and I clear it with a few dry coughs.

*Kellan brought dinner. You've been sitting like that for a few hours. I wasn't sure if I should bother you or not.

My muscles protest as I push myself to my feet, my entire body stiff after hours of stillness. Every joint in my body seems to creak and pop, like I'm twenty years older than I am. Or maybe It's just the weight of everything bearing down on me. "Thanks." I mumble as Lisa hands me a plate with a simple turkey sandwich. The sight of food makes my stomach growl, and I realize I'm ravenous.

I take a bite, savoring the simple flavors. It's nothing fancy, but right now it tastes like the best thing I've ever eaten. Lisa watches me, concern etched on her face.

"Did you make any progress?" she asks hesitantly, after depositing the wardstone between us for security. It's only a ten-foot radius; better to keep it close.

I grimace, swallowing hard. "I'm not sure if what I did was considered

Lisa's eyebrows furrow. "What do you mean?"

progress.

I take another bite, chewing slowly as I try to gather my thoughts. How do I even explain what happened? The eerie forest, the mysterious pond, the spirit... it all seems so surreal now that I'm back in the real world.

There's a place I go sometimes. It's like some sort of magical realm, but it feels kind of like a dream. This time, there was a dead forest and a dark pond. And a spirit."

Lisa tilts her head. "A spirit? Like a ghost, or...?"

I shake my head. "No, not like that. More like... a guardian, I guess? Of the magic in that place. But I still don't know where that place was, or why I was there."

Resting her chin in her hand, she watches me eat. "Well, where were you trying to go?"

"To the book. Well, I wasn't trying to go anywhere, but I wanted to connect with the book."

"So doesn't it stand to reason that it has something to do with the book? That place, and the spirit?

Wait. Squinting, as if that somehow makes my memories clearer, I think back. The spirit never gave me their name, but gave up Grimoire's without a second thought. The spirit somehow knew about Grimoire and my connection, and knows a lot about

Could it be...?

a bitch, I mutter, scowling at the sandwich in my hands. I want to

Ava Soon

:: Ash

answers, but my stomach demands

just have to

"What is it?"

the spirit is Grimoire, then that place is-what? I don't know. Either Grimoire's place in that magical realm, or maybe the bond between

They called it a hellhole. Said they

Curious. Very curious.

the spirit is the book. I just missed

coursing through my veins. I'm sure she's right-it would be better to try after a good night of sleep and some renewed

help the feeling of urgency, like I'm lagging behind as things inexorably

onward.

always a few

But first, Lucas.

side to side, wondering if he'll be happy to see me. Or if

toast, and a quick shower later, I'm

to keep the pack running-but Marcus is, and his presence behind me

"Oh. You again.

say, forcing maximum cheer into my voice. "Here to visit my

in her head. "Why don't I see

to snap. 117-hou

behind me, his energy coiling like a spring ready turning, I raise my hand

dose of false sweetness into my voice. "Do you do this

Seeing

turning in her head as

following protocol, Miss Grey, she says, her tone clipped. "We

lean forward, placing my hands on the counter. "And does this protocol extend to

behind me, then back to me. "All visitors," she insists, but I can hear the lie

I couldn't help but notice yesterday that several other visitors walked right in

receptionist's face flushes, a mix of anger and embarrassment coloring her cheeks. "I-I don't

your job fairly and

me, probably itching to step in. But I need to handle this on my own. I'm tired of this. Tired of feeling like everyone's looking at me sideways. Tired of

is to see my mate.