Tangled

Chapter 307

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307 Ava: His Memories

"Ava."

Someone's gently prodding at my shoulder, and I groan, my entire body battered. Oh, right. Lucas... was an animal last night.

"Ava.

"What?" Now that I'm marginally awake, his voice registers in my brain. I turn my head to squint through a tangled mass of hair. I need a shower. And a brush. And, like, five cups of coffee. ""Sister Miriam's here."

Sister Miri-oh.

Sitting up abruptly, I must startle Lucas. He jumps up from the edge of the bed, hands in the air as he watches me cautiously, like I'm about to bite.

"Sorry, I'm up."

"I see that. Lowering his hands, he adds, "You didn't warn me you're such a bear when you're asleep.

A bear? Me?

You bit him when he tried to wake you up earlier, and you kicked him when he tried to cover you in a blanket. Selene's helpful, overly chipper words have my head pounding.

The still-new string of connection to Grimoire pulses urgently, tugging and yanking every which

way.

Damn. Wake up and everyone needs you, all at once.

"Selene said I bit you. And kicked you."

He shrugs, politely ignoring the heat reddening my cheeks. "Take your time. Do you want to shower first?"

"No, I'm okay-

Lucas arches a brow in such a meaningful way that I pause. Damn. Do I smell like

everywhere. You

cup of coffee in

like horror

His Memories.

307 Ava His

little sugar, but he seems to enjoy torturing himself with its bitter flavor. Not me. I love myself, so I doctor mine up with as much cream and sugar as I can manage while still maintaining a decent level

casually, languidly drawing a finger around the rim of her cup. "Your wolves seem to be in good spirits. You've given them their first

like to admit. "Thank you." Her report is a bit of a surprise to me, though; wolves don't change off a few words, and I don't have the best history in

""Where are you?"

I grimace. "Sorry. I was talking

I've

entire life doing it, but it's hard to concentrate and separate my mental speaking from just... brain noise. There is an exceptional amount of noise, says Selene, sounding far too amused for

"Whose business?"

The gnomes.

"Your wolf is with the Grand Sage." She taps the stone in the center of the table.

good display yesterday, it doesn't

coffee, I nod to show I'm listening. Lucas leans back in his chair in silence; it looks as though they've already discussed this, and I'm just

to sleep right

outside the range of the

makes sense,

disconcerting as ever. "Your mate has lost his connection with his wolf. This is why he could

I've brought up to anyone. The danger Lucas faces without his wolf is too terrifying to let that information out loose. "Do you know why?" I ask. leaning forward slightly, trying not to let hope rise too high in

Thears

with an impassive expression. His arm drapes casually over the back of my chair, a gesture

squirm in

He seems to hold respect for Sister Miriam, but there

back to me her expression softening slightly. Ava,

tossed my way. "Not much. I admit, feeling a twinge of guilt. I'm always so nerwhelmed with what's in front of me. I forget to ask all the

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