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?

Selene can just sense something I almost forgot about. Sorry, Grimoire.

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...?

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

He shakes his head.

they discharge you and I

tell me now,

me focus on Lucas

her head against

to understand, because his hand squeezes mine and he changes the

should be home soon."

space before, but we haven't necessarily cohabitated. Though, there's Lisa-so I guess it

don't like being apart. Most of our time as mates has been spent away from each

a semi-teacher now in 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 both a little time to deepen our bond with each other. Silver linings and storm

warmth of his

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

The mark helps.

That would make sense. Lucas' body seems to have

see Selene trying to wedge herself between us, her tail wagging

ears flatten against her head, and I feel a wave of indignation through our bond.

against my head. His hand. reaches down to scratch

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

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

our situation. My wolf, my mate, and me-all tangled together. Only

howling in my head

I bet.

you had each other, I say softly, meaning every word. The

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Ava: Lucas is

care of him,