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

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 been brought into

"To the place I'm staying, I guess. Is there another place you'd go? Do you

He shakes his head.

discharge you and

can tell me

Let me focus

rubs her head

hand squeezes

should be home soon."

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

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

the form of Grimoire. My magic 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

around me, pulling me close as I melt into his embrace. The warmth of his

the frenetic desire of my last heat, content to just nuzzle into Lucas'

The mark helps.

That would make sense. Lucas' body seems to have lost

low whine breaks the silence, followed by the insistent press of fur against my leg. I crack open. an eye to see Selene trying to wedge herself between us, her tail wagging with hopeful enthusiasm.

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

vibrating against my head. His hand. reaches down to scratch behind Selene's ears, and

too hard on her, Lucas murmurs, his voice soft and tinged

maintains her air of nonchalance, as if Lucas's words mean nothing to her. But I

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

in my

I bet.

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