Tangled

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318 Ava: Waiting For Him to Wake

Out, Selene says simply.

The journey into his woll's mind was long. It was a turbulent sea, every inch taken a victory.

Getting out is much easier.

Between one instant and the next, there's nothing more than a distinct yank from Selene's mind, and it's as though I'm sucked through a vortex and thrown back into my own head. There's enough force that 1 pitch forward and almost hit my face against the ground before my hands fly up to save myself.

"Fuck"

My body's soaked. There's only a small light on in the kitchen; the rest of the house is dark, the windows showing evidence of nightfall.

I'm a used dishrag, flattened to the floor, struggling to push myself to my knees and check on

Lucas.

Grimoire's hands grab onto my arms, pulling me up. He's huge again, his flames higher than normal, his eyes red instead of silver.

Where his hands touch me is odd; pressure without temperature. Not cold. Not hot.

My legs wobble as I struggle to my feet, grateful for Grimoire's steady grip on my arms. The room spins for a moment before settling, and I blink away the disorientation. My gaze lands on Lucas, sprawled across the couch.

He's asleep, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. But something's off. Sweat glistens on his skin, running in rivulets down his face and soaking into his hair. His hands, resting on the couch, tremble visibly. My stomach knots. "Is he okay?"

Grimoire's grip on my arms tightens slightly. "His wolf is attacking the barrier.

in his voice sends a chill down my spine. I turn to look at him, searching his fiery face for any sign of reassurance. There is

we want?" I ask,

flames flicker, casting dancing shadows across the room. "The wolf is already feral. Completely focused on reuniting

I start, turning to where I

die in my throat as I spot her curled up on the floor. Her eyes are closed, nose tucked into her tail. She looks peaceful, but something feels

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his voice firm but gentle. "Selene is fine. She's fully immersed in Lucas and the wolf's psyche

trying to calm my racing heart. "But

gestures toward

nothing I can do except sit by

in the carly hours of morning,

I ignore it.

never once leave Lucas' sweating form. He occasionally thrashes and even moans, but he doesn't open his eyes. Doubt creeps

Lucas isn't coming

going to lose

My heart aches to reach out and comfort him, but Grimoire made it clear: Physical contact

door creaks open, and Kellan's voice breaks through my haze of

talk"

mussed and dark circles under his eyes. "The pack is going wild," he says, running a

concern etching deeper lines on his face. "What's going on

his memories back," I reply, my voice flat and lifeless even to my

he speaks again, his tone softer. "I wish you would have

you here. I take a deep breath,

nods slowly. "Sister Miriam explained some things to