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

do. It's everywhere. You

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

like horror

His Memories.

307 Ava His

as I can manage while still maintaining a decent level of caffeine. Flavored syrup would be

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

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've

to this whole mind-speak 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

"Whose business?"

The gnomes.

She taps the stone in the center of the table. "We are

While you made a good display yesterday, it doesn't change the feelings of

back in his chair in silence; it

sleep right through that.

is just outside the range of the stone. You heard

makes

has lost his connection with his wolf. This is

a subject I've brought up to anyone. The danger Lucas faces without his wolf is too terrifying to let that

Thears

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 possessive. The tension between

in my

He seems to hold respect for Sister Miriam, but

the stalemate. Her attention shifts back to me her expression softening slightly.

"Not much. I admit, feeling a twinge 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

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