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-

meaningful way that I pause. Damn. Do

everywhere. You should

nursing a cup of coffee that lost its steam a while ago. Without speaking, Lucas slides a cup of coffee in front of me. It's as black as Sister Miriam's

like horror

His Memories.

307 Ava His

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

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

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,

""Where are you?"

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

I've

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

"Whose business?"

The gnomes.

the stone in the center of the

good display yesterday, it doesn't change the feelings

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

have been exhausted, to sleep right through that. This

range of

makes

"Your mate has lost his connection

Lucas faces without his wolf is too terrifying to let that information out

Thears

doesn't answer immediately. Instead, her gaze fixes on Lucas, who meets her stare with an impassive expression. His arm drapes casually over the

squirm in my

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

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

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

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