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 I smell like our

do. It's everywhere. You should shower.

is sitting at the table, 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 hair. Silently, I grab some creamer and

like horror

His Memories.

307 Ava His

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

the rim of her cup. "Your wolves seem to be in good spirits. You've given them their

don't change off a few words, and I don't have the

""Where are you?"

with concern, and I

I've

but it just 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 exceptional amount of

"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

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

exhausted, to sleep right

range

makes

as ever. "Your mate has lost his connection with

"How many know 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 that information out loose. "Do you know why?" I ask. leaning forward slightly, trying

Thears

Viram doesn't answer immediately. Instead, her gaze fixes on Lucas, who meets her stare with an impassive expression. His arm drapes casually over the back of my chair, a gesture that feels back protectie and

in

He seems to

feels like an eternity. Sister Miriam breaks the stalemate. Her attention shifts back to me her expression softening slightly. Ava, how much do you know

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 juggle this all

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