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

It's everywhere. You

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

like horror

His Memories.

307 Ava His

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 have in this place. Commune? Camp? Hideaway? It needs

casually, languidly drawing a finger around the rim of her cup. "Your wolves seem to

of a surprise to me, though; wolves don't change off a few words,

""Where are you?"

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

I've

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

"Whose business?"

The gnomes.

Grand Sage." She taps the stone in the center of the table. "We are clear to

memory. While you made a good display yesterday, it doesn't change the

coffee, I nod to show I'm listening. Lucas leans back in his chair in silence; it looks as though they've already discussed this, and

been exhausted, to sleep right through that. This place

just outside the range of the

That makes sense,

as disconcerting as ever. "Your mate has

up to anyone. The danger Lucas faces without his wolf is too terrifying to let that information out loose.

Thears

arm drapes casually over

in

conversation. He seems to

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

caught off guard by 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

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