Tangled

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300 Ava: Present Her as Luna

How could I have forgotten, even for a moment? Lucas has lost everything-his memories, his sense of self, even his wolf. And here he is, surrounded by unfamiliar faces, hearing whispers of betrayals by his own pack. The pack he can't remember. Can't hear.

My heart aches. How terrifying and isolating it must be, to wake up in a place you don't recognize, with people claiming to know you, to care for you, when you can't remember a single thing. The vulnerability, the constant state of wariness-it must have been exhausting.

I glance at Lucas, really seeing him now. The slight furrow between his brows, the tightness around his eyes, the way his muscles are coiled. He holds tension in every fiber of his body, carrying this burden alone, while I've been too caught up in my own emotions to understand what he's going through

No wonder he didn't react well to me coming around and telling him all about how we're mates. It's just noise at that point, isn't it?

I reach out, gently tapping his arm to get his attention. When he turns those intense golden eyes: on me, I lean in close, my lips nearly brushing his ear as I whisper, "Vanessa can be trusted. I trust her with my life."

I feel the change in him almost immediately. The tension in his muscles cases, just a fraction, but it's there. He doesn't relax completely-I doubt he's capable of that right now-but there's a subtle shift in his demeanor. Vanessa's eyes widen slightly, and I know she's sensed the change too. Her gaze flicks between

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"How are you feeling, Lucas?" Vanessa asks, her voice gentle and professional. "Any lingering pain or discomfort?"

Lucas shakes his head. "No pain. Fever's gone. His voice is gruff, but not cold.

She glances toward me. "The fever came from the proximity to your mate's heat. Now that the mating mark has been applied, it shouldn't be quite so extreme. We did evacuate all unmated males once we realized her heat was approaching..." Evacuate. Wow. It makes me sound like a natural disaster.

Though, thinking of how my heat had affected even Clayton... Okay. I get it.

"Thanks, Vanessa. Would have been nice to get a heads-up, though."

She hesitates. "A heads-up... on your own heat, Luna?"

For the first time, the title almost feels like it fits. Maybe it's the mating mark on my neck.

question itself makes me snap my mouth closed. How am I supposed to admit that I didn't realize my heat was coming up again? I should have been on high alert, knowing that we didn't have suppressants around any

gist

lie stand. "My apologies, Luna. However, as lovely as it is to see you,

has me sitting up

who inclines his head in her

in his words is firm, sending a vague thrill through my

little unrest among the pack. I believe it would be in our best interest to proclaim our

carefully, feeling Lucas tense behind me. His reaction sends a ripple

my voice steady despite the flutter of nerves in

you as his Luna to the pack. It's a formal recognition of your status and role

current state of the pack-displaced, uncertain, and missing far

it.

echoing my thoughts. "However, given our circumstances, we believe a more subdued

wise."

recent conversation with Kellan. His worried words about potential

have to avoid that level of

face. His jaw is set, tension visible in the lines around his eyes. He doesn't look

would put Ava in danger," he says, his voice low and firm. "As an official pack leader, she

mate. This would be a great way to boost morale, and cement loyalty among the guards assigned to keep

I can provide that, even in some small way, Isn't it

my position in the

Ava. Present Hor as

them to approve of me, to

no time for

keep my mate

I can almost feel the

I don't want to be protected any longer. I want to

Somehow.