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

Selene, wishing Lucas could hear me. Wait. Shouldn't he be able to...? "When?" he asks, answering my question. I

you're discharged home." I pause. "To the place I'm staying,

He shakes his head.

you and I bring you

me now, Selene points

focus on

rubs her head against his

understand, because his hand squeezes mine and he changes the

should be home soon."

way he stresses the word home has my stomach flip-flopping. We've shared a sleeping space before, but we haven't necessarily cohabitated. Though,

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

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

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

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

The mark helps.

Lucas' body seems to have lost its feverish

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

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

through his chest, vibrating against my head. His hand. reaches down to scratch behind Selene's ears, and her eyes close in

her, Lucas murmurs, his voice soft and tinged

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

Selene's fur, marveling at the complexity of our situation. My wolf,

howling in my

I bet.

each other, I say softly, meaning every word. The thought of Lucas alone

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