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-

a meaningful way that I pause. Damn. Do I smell

It's everywhere. You should shower.

speaking, Lucas slides a cup of coffee in front of me. It's as black as Sister Miriam's hair. Silently, I grab some creamer and sugar, dumping them into the mug as he watches

like horror

His Memories.

307 Ava His

so I doctor mine up with as much cream and sugar as I can manage while still maintaining a decent level of caffeine. Flavored syrup would be great, but that's a luxury we don't have in this place. Commune? Camp? Hideaway?

is up," Sister Miriam mentions casually, languidly drawing a finger around the rim of her cup. "Your wolves seem to be in good spirits. You've given them

through me, leaving me more pleased than I'd 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 this pack. They accept strength. It is the ultimate law of the land, Selene says, and I

""Where are you?"

with concern, and I grimace. "Sorry. I

I've

it's hard to concentrate and separate my mental speaking from just... brain noise. There is an exceptional amount of noise, says Selene, sounding

"Whose business?"

The gnomes.

the Grand Sage." She taps the stone in the center of the table. "We are clear to speak, so let's get started. It

yesterday, it doesn't change the feelings of

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

exhausted, to sleep right through

range of the stone. You

makes sense,

me, her ruby red eyes as disconcerting as ever. "Your mate has lost his connection with his wolf. This is why he

about this?" While I suspect Kellan realizes, it isn't a subject I've brought up to anyone. The danger Lucas faces without his wolf is too terrifying to let

Thears

Instead, her gaze fixes on Lucas, who meets her stare with an impassive expression. His arm drapes casually over the back of

squirm in my

to hold respect for Sister Miriam, but there is also a cold distance between

breaks the stalemate. Her attention shifts back to me her expression

by the question. My mind races, quickly gathering the fragments of infomation that have been tossed my way. "Not much. I admit, feeling a twinge of

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