Tangled

Chapter 292

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292 Ava: Renewed Connection

When I open my eyes this time, Lisa's napping on the couch. Grimoire, in book form, is on the ground before me.

Seeing him in that form, a question comes to my mind-something I'd forgotten to ask him in that strange mental-magical dimension. Why did he send me to Magister Orion and the fac Ward, if he had little respect for wizards? That thick cord within me, the new bond linking me with Grimoire, vibrates intensely vening almost irritated. Without thinking, I stroke the cover of the book, trying to calm down this dog-like spirit within.

Once my fingers contact the cover, I can hear his voice inside my head, sounding like a sulky child and not a hulking spirit with flames covering his skin. Odd how they didn't burn me though.

I have respect for wizards, he snaps peevishly. They're just idiots sometimes.

Yeah. So respectful.

Respect comes in many forms.

I laugh. My mind has been so quiet without Selene; having Grimoire in it is a different feeling but it helps soothe the loneliness.

Lisa jerks upright at the sound of my voice. "Ave?" Her groggy voice makes me smile.

"Hey. You look tired."

"Sorry. Just dozed off while thinking..." Her eyes drop to the book I'm touching "Is that it?! Did you do it?"

Bouncing off the couch, she practically slides across the floor, up on her hands and knees over it "It even looks old and magical. Holy shit, Ava. You did it!"

Tell her to stop breathing on me.

Ignoring Grimoire, I take a moment to reach out with my senses, trying to see can get even a glimmer of Selene anywhere.

Do you need my help?

Glancing at the book beneath my fingertips, I raise my brows. "Are you able to?"

"Able to what?" Lisa asks, reaching out to run a finger down the worn leather cover.

Tell her to stop touching me and I will

""He doesn't want you to touch him."

She jerks her hand back, mortified. "Oh. I'm sorry"

If you pour magic into our bond, I can amplify.

Okay. I get the English, but it's like reading directions putting together a dresser. They make no

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sense without pictures

Just do it

Closing my eyes-

that? You can't see

at the

with

helps when they're

then you

the

"He's in my head, as long as I'm

bond strengthens. I will be able to speak to

wonder how he and Selene will coexist

small space for three

agrees, in

It is, he confirms.

off the book, only for that new connection inside of

going to insult

distinct sense of remorse. It's

to bounce

from my thoughts. I glance at Lisa, who shrugs, looking as confused

myself up from the floor,

leave.

see Vanessa standing there. Her usually calm demeanor is gone, replaced by a harried expression that makes my stomach twist. The guards outside my door

the corners. "You need to come with

grim tone of her voice stops any questions from forming

call over my shoulder, "I'll be

for her response before stepping out and closing the door behind me. Vanessa's already moving, and I hurry to keep up

head in the direction of the hospital, my heart clenches.

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He was fine

with Grimoire vibrates with frustration. Right, I left him behind. I'm sorry, I think, hoping he can hear me

message, but the vibration settles somewhat. It's fascinating how different Grimoire's presence feels compared to Selene's. Selene, while having her own space in my head, is also an extension of myself. Grimoire feels distinctly separate, the bond between us similar to the

the front desk without challenge, a strange tension in the air. There's something odd in the way people look at me, and I realize after a moment that everyone's

all the men go? There were plenty of male

Stranger and stranger still.

opens it, ushering me inside before closing the door

1. me.

Bizarre.

eyes are immediately drawn to the bed where

is pale, a sheen of sweat glistening on his forehead. But it's his eyes that catch my attention-they're fever-bright, locked onto mine with a hunger that's familiar. "Lucas?"

but the intonation is all wrong. It doesn't

then why is he staring

"Are you oka-"

my wrists, slamming me back against the closed door. The impact knocks the breath from my lungs, and

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