Tangled

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299 Ava: Lucas is Alone

Lucas watches us both, calm despite only hearing one half of our conversation.

Grabbing his hand, I give a gentle squeeze to show I'm still paying attention to his presence. "Do you know how?"

you!

Selene's idea is a tall order. It isn't like amnesia has some sort of cure.

The dhampir has an idea. We can talk to her about it.

Wow. I'd forgotten about Sister Miriam entirely. Between Lucas and now Selene's return...

My thoughts are interrupted when Selene suddenly darts out of her comfortable position to shove her nose into my chest, sniffing intensely.

Showing mild irritation, Lucas grabs her by the scuff and yanks her away. To my surprise, Selene merely slinks low in submission as her cars tilt in my direction, blue eyes hard and suspicious. What's that scent?

Slapping my hand over the new mate mark, right next to my crescent scar, I ask defensively, "What scent?"

Lucas sniffs at me. "You smell fine to me."

There's something new, she insists, pawing at my leg. What is it? What did you get into?

"I didn't get into-

The string near my magic tugs, and I pause. "Oh. Maybe it's that."

"What?" Lucas nuzzles into my neck, brushing his lips against the raw skin of my mate mark. "Is something wrong?

can just sense something I almost

add silently to Selene, wishing Lucas could hear me. Wait. Shouldn't he be

place I'm staying, I guess. Is there another

He shakes his head.

they discharge you and I

can tell me now,

Let me focus on

rubs her

hand squeezes mine

should be home soon."

he stresses the word home has my stomach flip-flopping. We've shared a sleeping space before, but we haven't necessarily cohabitated. Though, there's Lisa-so

being apart. Most of our time as mates

seems stable-ish. We're all in hiding due to the new-found apocalypse. As dire and terrible as it is, maybe it'll finally afford us both a little time to deepen our bond with each other. Silver

into his embrace. The warmth of his body and the steady thrum of his

feel none of the frenetic desire of my last heat, content to just nuzzle into Lucas' arms like

The mark helps.

would make sense. Lucas' body seems to have lost its feverish temperature as

crack open. an eye to see Selene trying to wedge herself between us, her tail wagging with hopeful enthusiasm. "Really?" I mutter, shifting to accommodate her

head, and I feel a wave of indignation through our bond. I am not some common canine, she huffs, her mental voice dripping with

vibrating against my head. His hand. reaches down to scratch behind Selene's ears, and her eyes close in bliss

too hard on her, Lucas murmurs, his voice soft and tinged with affection. "Selene's the only reason I've stayed sane in this

our connection. Still, she maintains her air of nonchalance, as

the complexity of our situation. My wolf, my mate, and me-all

in my

I bet.

softly, meaning every word.

thir atsella

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