Tangled

Unshift 299

Unshift 299

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?

sense something I almost forgot

I pause. This isn't a safe place to mention him. "I'll tell you both later." Where it's safe, I add silently to Selene, wishing Lucas could hear me. Wait. Shouldn't he be able to...? "When?" he asks, answering my question. I guess he can't hear me. I'll have to ask Vanessa. Is it because I haven't

staying, I guess. Is there another place

He shakes his head.

discharge you and I bring you

can tell me now,

focus on Lucas

whines and rubs her head against his

because his hand squeezes mine

should be home soon."

sleeping space before, but we

"I don't like being apart. Most of our time as mates

and terrible as it is, maybe it'll finally afford us both a little time to deepen our bond with each other.

of his body and the

last heat, content to just nuzzle

The mark helps.

would make sense. Lucas' body seems to have lost

eye to see Selene trying to wedge herself between us, her tail wagging with hopeful enthusiasm. "Really?" I mutter, shifting to accommodate her bulk. "It's

indignation through our bond. I am not some common canine, she huffs,

the sound rumbling through his chest, vibrating against my head. His hand. reaches down to scratch behind Selene's ears, and her eyes close in bliss despite her attempts to maintain

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

admission sends a rush of warmth through me, and I feel Selene's joy and pride surge through our connection. Still, she maintains her air of nonchalance, as if Lucas's words mean nothing to her. But I know better. I can feel the depth of her emotions, the way his acknowledgment soothes

run my fingers through Selene's fur, marveling at the complexity of our situation. My wolf, my mate, and me-all

howling in my

I bet.

softly, meaning every word.

thir atsella

from kia mamarlan and his mankı malina mui haart

Ava: Lucas is

care of