Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Ava: The Novel Grind

Chapters 11-17 have been rewritten to improve story flow and pacing. [June 27, 2024]

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The new beginning I crave begins in a quaint town by the name of Cedarwood, just outside of Spokane, Washington. It isn't that I made a conscious choice to stay here, exactly. I sensed shifters at the train station in Spokane and panicked. A rideshare app and a destination chosen at random brought me to Cedarwood.

Specifically, to an adorable bookshop cafe on a picturesque little street in the middle of their commercial district.

Seriously, the entire street gives me a modern Victorian vibe, and families all walk because there is literally no parking anywhere. I guess people come here for the charm.

Two weeks later, I'm still at the shop, only now I'm working there. As an added perk, I even get an apartment in the above floor. It was used as storage for a few years by my new boss, and I have a lot of cleaning to do yet, but it's mine, and I love it, even if there are boxes everywhere.

I still don't know how all the luck managed to swing my way, but I'm not going to complain. I haven't seen a single shifter since I came here, and from what I hear, the Aspen Pack treats humans well in their territory. There's a huge part of me that's terrified they will come banging on my door, demanding to know why I haven't informed them of my presence, but—well, that's a problem for future Ava.

I'm hoping that I smell human enough to not be bothered.

Mrs. Elkins enters the store, the bell above the door announcing her arrival. I look up from the book I'm shelving, a smile already forming on my lips. There's something about her presence that puts me at ease. There might even be a tiny part of my mind that thinks she's married to Santa Claus.

morning, Ava," she greets me warmly, her rheumy eyes crinkling at the corners. "How

Mrs. Elkins. Thank you again for the

fills the space. "Oh, Ava, you

cheeks warm.

hand over mine. Her touch is comforting, almost maternal. "The Novel Grind is a haven, Ava. It's a place for those who feel they don't

blink them back, fluttering my lashes in a desperate attempt to hide how hard her words hit me. If only she

gesturing to the countless books surrounding us. "Among the thousands of realities written in

taking in the shelves upon shelves of books. Each one holds a different story, a different

thick with emotion. "I think I will." I rub my breastbone, feeling that now-familiar burn flare. Nothing eases the pain, but

my dear. No doubt at all. Now, tell me, is Carlos treating you well?

a few years older than me, kind and funny, and looks in my eyes when we talk. He treats me like an equal, and it's an amazing

to sign up for night classes this summer, since I probably won't have a car yet.

Elkins' pats my hand as a customer enters the store, never noticing how I tense at the familiar scent. "That's great, dear. Excuse me. I'll take care of her. You finish with

woman heads toward the stranger, I keep them

only here for coffee, never once glancing

tense shoulders ease. Of course she is. It's not like anyone would have

attention to the books as the customer leaves, feeling a little

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