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.

You

of coffee in front of me. It's as black as Sister Miriam's hair. Silently, I grab some creamer and sugar, dumping

like horror

His Memories.

307 Ava His

He might drink it with a 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 of caffeine. Flavored syrup would be great, but that's a luxury we don't have in this place. Commune? Camp? Hideaway? It needs a word, so I can settle

the rim of her cup. "Your wolves seem

little butterfly flutter 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 glance around in surprise. She's

""Where are you?"

me with concern, and I grimace. "Sorry. I was talking to

I've

feels weird to converse that way. I guess it's normal when you've grown up your entire life doing it, but it's hard to concentrate and separate my mental speaking from just... brain noise. There is an

"Whose business?"

The gnomes.

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

While you made a good display yesterday, it doesn't change the feelings of some more troublesome

silence; it looks as

right through that. This place

bed is just outside the range of the stone.

That makes sense,

eyes as disconcerting as ever. "Your mate has lost his connection with his wolf. This is why he could not heal

up to anyone. The danger Lucas faces without his wolf is too terrifying to let that information out loose.

Thears

an impassive expression. His arm drapes casually over the back of

squirm in

to this conversation. He seems to hold respect for Sister Miriam, but there is also a cold distance between

stalemate. Her attention shifts back to me her expression softening slightly. Ava, how much do you know

"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 right questions. But how in somente supposed to

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