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. Do I smell

It's everywhere. You should shower.

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

like horror

His Memories.

307 Ava His

as much cream and sugar as I can manage while still maintaining

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

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

""Where are you?"

and I

I've

business, 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 noise, says Selene, sounding far too amused for my liking. Ast for your question, I'm poking my nose in

"Whose business?"

The gnomes.

the stone in the center of the table. "We

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

coffee, I nod to show I'm listening. Lucas leans back in his chair in silence; it looks as though

must have been exhausted, to sleep right through that. This place

outside the range

makes

studies me, her ruby red eyes as disconcerting as ever. "Your mate has lost his connection with his wolf.

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

Thears

who meets her stare with an impassive expression. His arm drapes casually over the back of my chair, a gesture that feels

squirm in

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

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

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

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