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.

her. I feel like shit. My head hurts. My body hurts. I have horrible memories of me throwing myself at a man I barely know in front of who knows how many strangers, and here's this pretty nurse with her

need to go to the bathroom, or I'm going to

we're going to have to put you back in them. We don't want a repeat of last night." She speaks in a matter of

rather not," I agree with a sigh, perking up when she comes to my side and starts unbuckling my wrist first. Now that I know I'm about to have freedom, my urgency has become

push aside the confusion and embarrassment. But then memories

Ugh.

I had

pill to cancel heat and cause twenty-four

I flush the toilet and wash my hands. Drying them with a thin hospital town, I stare at my reflection. Tangled hair, puffy

from the mirror, patting my hot

off my bed makes my stomach roil with nausea, so I sit on the visitor's

through the elaborate process of locking and unlocking the steel

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

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

a very intense heat cycle,

on true omegas and their heat cycles. They're incredibly rare. All omegas are

unease. "So,

time before the

trying to be nonchalant. "It's

I promise." Dr. Summers leans forward, her voice gentle but firm. "But I need you to be