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-

way that I

It's everywhere. You should shower.

slides a cup of coffee in front of me. It's as black as Sister Miriam's hair. Silently, I grab some creamer and sugar, dumping

like horror

His Memories.

307 Ava His

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

drawing a finger around the rim of her cup. "Your wolves seem

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, and I glance around

""Where are you?"

and I grimace.

I've

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,

"Whose business?"

The gnomes.

Miriam clears her throat. "Your wolf is with the Grand Sage." She taps the stone in the center

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

his chair in silence; it looks as though they've already discussed this, and I'm just being

must have been exhausted, to sleep right through that. This place isn't that

outside the range of the stone. You

makes

has lost his connection

told me his wolf is gone. "How many know about this?" While I suspect Kellan realizes, it isn't a subject I've brought up to anyone. The danger Lucas

Thears

His arm drapes casually over the back of my chair,

squirm in

seems to hold respect for Sister Miriam, but there

like 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

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 guilt. I'm always so nerwhelmed with what's in front of me. I forget to ask all the right questions. But how in

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