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-

brow in such a meaningful way that I

It's everywhere. You

Without speaking, Lucas slides a cup of coffee in

like horror

His Memories.

307 Ava His

a coffee purist. 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

"Your wolves seem to be

off a few words, and I don't have the best history in this pack. They

""Where are you?"

me with concern, and I

I've

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

"Whose business?"

The gnomes.

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

made a good display yesterday, it doesn't change the

listening. Lucas leans back in his chair in silence; it looks as

right through that. This place

bed is just outside the range of the stone. You heard

That makes sense,

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

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

Thears

an impassive expression. His arm drapes casually over the back

in my

to this conversation. He seems to hold respect for Sister Miriam,

what feels like an eternity. Sister Miriam breaks the stalemate. Her attention shifts back to me her

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

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