Ava by L.G.Savage (HeartBreak)

Chapter 35

Ava opened her eyes slowly, Groggy and confused, she turned her head to look around. It was the infirmary again, but she was in a room this time. All sorts of beeping machines were hooked up to her, and an IV needle was in her arm.

“I’m alive, she whispered.

How the hell had that happened? Dexter and Claire had attacked her as if they were on an actual battlefield. Every punch, kick and knee had been excruciatingly painful as her bravado deserted her. She’d lost count of the number of times they had thrown her across the training hall, the number of times she had smashed into the walls. And she had lost count of how often she had heard something break. She was pretty sure she left all her teeth on the mat.

The

way those two had been going, she had a feeling they’d continued attacking her long after she lost consciousness. That bastard coach wouldn’t have stopped them.

She moved her arm. It had bent the wrong way when she had landed after Dexter had smashed her into a wall and just before Claire had delivered the blow that had made her pass out from the pain. There was no cast on her arm. She frowned as she lifted it and tested her range of movement.

“Damn,” she said to herself.

She needed to marry Jared’s witch because that was some potent stuff she whipped up. Though her head felt a little bit fuzzy because she had taken more hits this time, there was absolutely no pain in her body! She would have to ask Jared if she could get hundreds of jars of this stuff.

She brought both hands to feel her ribs that had broken again and then the shoulder that had been dislocated. She felt

she felt along her collarbone because she’d heard it when it snapped. She lifted one leg and the other, moving her ankles in circles. And then she felt her face. Claire had been particularly hard on her face, but she didn’t feel any tenderness and pain. And she had all her teeth!

Though this meant she had no evidence to take to the dean a part of her was glad she would stick this in Claire’s face again when she saw her. The doctor would likely force her to go to lessons again, so there would be no avoiding that paycho.

to pull the TV out when the familiar spicy cologne filled her nostrils. Her heart did a little flip before it started the usual hammering. She didn’t even need to be hooked up to the now incessantly beeping heart monitor to know

her. And the anger she felt from him… She wasn’t a wolf but she could feel the white heat

but she couldn’t look away from Ezekiel to see who it was. She felt trapped in

and silence filled the room did Ezekiel’s gaze release her. He looked at the unfortunate person who had walked in to unhook the machines with the

okay?” he

wolves in her pack speak this way when they struggled to control their wolves, but Ezekiel seemed

my patient’s confidential

she okay?” Ezekiel

unhinged by any standards. And he was very insistent, so he would not leave without an answer. She wanted him

I okay,

looked at her as he pulled her chart

said. “We gave you a healing potion as soon as you came in, but I guess there wasn’t

“You guess?” }

“Ezekiel growled.

doctor shook his head and ignored the wolf as he made

go, Miss Morgan. Try not to come

wounch around his arms–angry–looking, bleeding welts and deep grooves that didn’t look like they were healing. They had to have been caused by silver. When she inspected the rest of his tense badly, she saw his legs were in the saune shape, Criss- crossed lines across what would probably have

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silver shackle on one ankle

this to him? Had someone