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-

arches a brow in such a meaningful way that I pause. Damn.

do. It's everywhere. You should

a while ago. Without speaking, Lucas slides a cup of coffee in front of me. It's as black as Sister Miriam's hair. Silently, I grab

like horror

His Memories.

307 Ava His

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

cup. "Your wolves seem to be in

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

""Where are you?"

looks at me with concern, and I grimace. "Sorry.

I've

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 exceptional amount of noise, says Selene, sounding far too amused for my liking. Ast for your question, I'm poking my nose in other people's

"Whose business?"

The gnomes.

taps the stone in the center of

good display yesterday, it doesn't change the feelings of some more

in silence; it looks as though they've already discussed this, and I'm just being brought

exhausted, to sleep right

just outside the range

That makes sense,

"Your mate has lost

brought up to anyone. The danger Lucas faces without his

Thears

with an impassive expression. His arm drapes casually over the back of my chair, a gesture that feels back protectie and possessive.

in

conversation. He seems to hold respect for

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

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 guilt. I'm always so nerwhelmed with what's in front of me. I forget to ask all the right questions. But

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