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?

something I almost forgot about. Sorry,

to Selene, wishing Lucas could hear me. Wait. Shouldn't he be able to...? "When?" he

I pause. "To the place I'm staying, I

He shakes his head.

discharge you and I bring

me

Let me focus on

whines and rubs her head against his

to understand, because his hand squeezes mine and he

should be home soon."

but we haven't necessarily cohabitated. Though, there's Lisa-so I guess it isn't exactly the same. Especially with one bedroom.

of our time as mates has been spent away from each other. It's

due to the new-found apocalypse. As dire and terrible as it is, maybe it'll finally afford us both

of his body and the steady thrum of his heartbeat bring me that clusive peace, strengthening

last heat, content to just nuzzle into Lucas' arms like this without needing

The mark helps.

seems to have lost its feverish

against my leg. I crack open. an eye to see Selene trying to wedge herself between us, her

indignation through our bond.

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

soft and tinged with affection. "Selene's the

pride surge through our connection. Still, she maintains her air of nonchalance, as if Lucas's words mean nothing to her.

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

my head about

I bet.

I say softly, meaning every word. The thought

thir atsella

and his mankı malina mui

Ava: Lucas

care of him,