Ava: The Receptionist
It isn't until we're walking that I realize still I don't hear Selene in my head. Her presence hasn't filled its space.
I was so focused on Lucas that I forgot my own damn wolf. That's terrifying, in a way.
"Didn't you say Selene's here?"
"She was." He glances at me in the dim moonlight. "She's been coming and going a lot. Can't you talk to her?" He appears confused; I guess no one's specifically told him that Selene and I can't contact each other over long distances.
"No."
"Oh." He's quiet as he processes that. "So you just… can't talk to your wolf?"
I shrug. "She's her own person. I guess it's because she isn't in my body."
Kellan makes an odd sort of noise in his throat. I glance at him in concern. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," he says, shaking his head. "Your bond with Selene is just strange. Communication isn't equal among wolves—some can have full conversations, some don't—but you're another level."