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?

just sense something I almost forgot

later." Where it's safe, I add silently to Selene, wishing Lucas could hear me. Wait. Shouldn't he

staying, I guess. Is there another place

He shakes his head.

they discharge you and I bring

can tell me

me focus on Lucas

whines and rubs her head against his

hand squeezes mine and he

should be home soon."

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 I guess it isn't exactly the same. Especially with one bedroom.

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

the form of Grimoire. My magic seems stable-ish. We're all in hiding due to the new-found apocalypse. As dire and terrible

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

my last heat, content to

The mark helps.

would make sense. Lucas' body seems to have

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

of indignation through our bond. I am

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 her aloof

murmurs, his voice soft and tinged with affection. "Selene's the only reason I've stayed

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

situation.

howling in my head about

I bet.

softly, meaning every word.

thir atsella

mankı malina mui haart

Ava: Lucas is

of him,