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.

voice cuts through the chaos. Let me guide you. Focus on the bond between us.

doesn't exist in the real world. Something I can see with my

discern a pattern in the chaos, a

His wolf.

memories mix with new. Selene's fury mix with her mild exasperation. Her desire to tear out his

Ava.

memories. But this time, the frantic 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

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He's half feral already.

whines. Here but not here.

anguish in that simple question breaks my heart. I want to reach

my mind, dragging it with her as we

rises, but it isn't as intense

has incited. sort of madness in him.

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 physical ache, despite not having a body

then, suddenly, I hit a

is truly physical in this mental landscape-but it might as well be. One moment I'm swimming through a sea of emotions, and 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

you need to do is weaken this

to suddenly fixate on how

words are calm, though strained.

There are no visual cues to ground me, no physical sensations

presence.

reach for my magic, trying to summon that familiar warmth, but it's not there.

exist.

can't find it.

speaking, but is it coming

I can't tell.

it might

my head.

cuts through the chaos. Find what's

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