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.

shelves," I say,

smile. They're identical, though one's a little more burly and the other wears glasses. "I'm Ben," the one

my hand. He has

Ah, they're family.

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

of a couch potato," Ben says with a

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 laugh,

that lightly flirtatious laugh or the interested glances

Lucas Westwood

a few of the boxes to figure

least fifteen boxes of books, and—as it turns

rid

well-worn. Others are

down some numbers as he assesses the living room walls. "Alright, so if we put the tall shelves against this wall, we can probably fit the short ones under the

his spatial awareness. "That works for me. I'm not picky, as

sure they're anchored well. Wouldn't want any accidents." He flashes me a friendly smile, but it lacks the flirtatious edge from earlier. Seems he's

the books by genre. It's a daunting task, but there's something satisfying about handling each book, deciding

a blur of measuring, drilling, and sorting. Selene dozes on the couch,

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

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