Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 17

Chapter 17 Ava: Settling In

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

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The men at the door look related. So related that I'd bet they're twins.

"Hi," the one on the left says, with a charming smile. They have close-cropped brown hair and twinkling brown eyes, with popular kid in high school written all over them. They have to be in their mid-twenties now, though.

"Hi," I respond, with some suspicion. Is this that legendary thing called solicitation? Are they here to sell me something?

If so, they're screwed. Selene got to my wallet first.

"Mrs. Elkins sent us," the guy on the right says, and I turn my gaze to him, relaxing a little.

"Oh?" Mrs. Elkins wouldn't just send someone without warning me.

Checking my phone, I see a missed text.

[MRS. ELKINS: Don't forget that Ben and Franklin are coming to help put up some shelves in the living room. You can send them away if you're not up to it.]

Oh, right. I vaguely recall some conversation like that last week. Probably something I should have added to my phone so I wouldn't be surprised at a time like this.

say, glancing

the other wears glasses. "I'm Ben," the one with glasses offers,

He has a wedding ring. The other doesn't.

Ah, they're family.

at ease now, I step back to invite them in. Selene gives them both a quick once-over, yawns,

a bit of a couch potato," Ben says

I look closer, I can see that Selene's got her paws on the remote. I can see how that's amusing; the idea of a dog who watches TV would make me

that lightly flirtatious laugh or the interested glances he sends my way. He's just

Alphahole Lucas Westwood has ruined me for

sternum, we glance through a few of the boxes to figure out

at least fifteen boxes of books, and—as it turns out—I don't feel like parting with any of

rid of

old and well-worn. Others are brand new, probably old overstock for the

down some numbers as he assesses the living room walls. "Alright, so if we

"That works for me. I'm not picky,

flashes me a friendly smile, but it lacks the

the books by genre. It's a daunting task, but there's something satisfying about handling each book, deciding where it belongs. Fiction, non-fiction, classics, contemporary... the piles

pass in a blur of measuring, drilling, and sorting. Selene dozes on the couch, unbothered by

energy, considering the fever still simmers under my skin. But there's a buzzing

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