Tangled

Chapter 317

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317 Ava: Mindscape

Diving into my bond with Selene is like falling into warm clouds. It's an odd feeling to enter a mental space, but she draws me in naturally, her expertise in this space far outstripping mind.

It's as if my body is separate now, almost a distant memory.

I can't feel the air on my skin. Can't feel the ground I'm sitting on. Even the weight of Selene's body against mine is gone.

There's no smell here.

It isn't even accurate to describe this place as darkness.

It's just-void.

This isn't a place of physical senses, but something else. An energy of the mind, with its own

ent that ebbs and flows.

As I sink deeper, initial comfort gives way to a maelstrom of emotions so intense, so raw, that I nearly lose myself in them. It's as if I'm drowning in a sea of feelings that aren't entirely my own. yet resonate within me on a primal level. I want to rage at the fleeting memory of my mate rejecting our fate.

I want to cry as I die alone, the last of my pack.

I'm suffused in wonder as my eyes open to a new life.

Panic. Longing. Frustration. Love. They crash over me, intense and impossible to control, coming and going in such fleeting moments that I can't hold my own.

As soon as I recognize a memory as not mine, it's gone, replaced by another that drowns me in

how real it feels.

Selene's calm voice cuts through the chaos. Let me guide you. Focus on the bond between us. You're drowning in my

of glow that doesn't exist in the real world. Something I can see with my mind's eye, despite

me through the tumultuous sea. Gradually, I begin to discern a pattern in the chaos, a rhythm that pulses with a familiar

His wolf.

memories mix with new. Selene's fury mix with

Ava.

energy of his wolf engulfs me, a whirlwind of recognition, joy, and desperate frustration. He knows me. He sees me as his mate, his other half. But there's an underlying current of anxiety,

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He's half feral already.

wolf whines. Here but

breaks my heart. I want to reach out, to comfort him,

yanks at my mind, dragging it

but it isn't as

The hope of being reunited has incited. sort of madness in him. Just focus on me. Push away what doesn't belong

to heed her advice, but it's like navigating through a storm with my eyes closed. The wolf's emotions buffet me from all sides, each one a vivid burst of sensation. His frustration at being separated from Lucas is so intense that it's almost a

suddenly, I hit a

the next, I'm brought to an abrupt halt. It's like trying to push through solid stone with my bare hands. This is it, Grimoire's voice echoes in my mind, startling me. I'd almost forgotten about him in the intensity of the

flow through you, through Selene, through the bond. All you need to do is

on how

Selene's words are

pure sensation. There are no visual cues to ground me, no physical sensations to anchor me to reality. Just emotions, energy, and

presence.

magic, trying to summon that familiar warmth, but it's

exist.

say, frustration building. "I can't find it. It's not... it's not

it coming from my

I can't tell.

it might

my head.

just looking for it in the wrong way. It's in your very essence. Focus on your own feelings, Ava, Selene's voice cuts through the chaos. Find what's distinctly yours in this sea of emotions. I take a deep breath-or at least,

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