Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 37 Ava: Overcome (IV)

I was an animal. And so was he.

I can feel Selene in the back of my mind, and I know that she's asleep. I don't bother her; I have a more pressing concern.

There's no call light within reach, and I wiggle and struggle against my restraints. I desperately, desperately need to pee.

I can hear a little electronic click, then a disinterested, staticky voice fills the room. "Do you need anything?"

I clear my throat, licking my dry lips. "I need to go to the bathroom." My voice is hoarse, my throat sore. I wonder if I've been screaming. I have a feeling I have been.

"Your nurse will be in in just a moment," Static Voice says, and clicks off again.

I realize then that they're probably watching me on camera, and my skin prickles in unease. Somehow, this feels worse than dealing with a horny kidnapper rubbing himself on me.

I try not to think about it. It's something I'm used to doing; it's how I've made it through life this far.

But I really, really need to pee, damn it.

A nurse I don't recognize comes in, and it takes a solid thirty seconds for her to lock the door behind her. It's embarrassing to see how many security measures are in place to keep me unmated.

"How are you feeling? You seem to be pretty rational," she says, chipper as the morning sun.

memories of me throwing myself at a man I barely know

the bathroom,

We don't want a repeat of last night." She speaks in a matter of fact kind of way, but I can't help

perking up when she comes to my side and starts unbuckling my wrist

able to push aside the confusion and embarrassment. But then memories rush back, and I bury my face in my hands as I remember

Ugh.

I

a pill to cancel heat and cause twenty-four hours of

hands. Drying them with a thin hospital town, I stare at

shudder and turn away from the mirror,

the restraints hanging off my bed makes my stomach roil with

in, followed by a female doctor, going through the elaborate process of locking

on her face. "Good morning, Ava. I'm Dr. Summers. How are you

awkward, so I avoid her eyes. "Embarrassed, mostly. And sore." I gesture vaguely

serious. "I understand. What you experienced was a very intense heat cycle,

me, folding her hands in her lap. "Honestly, though… We don't have a lot of documented information on true omegas and their heat cycles. They're incredibly rare. All omegas are called that because they were given the

with unease. "So, what does

before the peak hit." She looks at

to be nonchalant. "It's okay. I

to help you through this, Ava. I promise." Dr. Summers leans forward, her voice gentle