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

the bathroom, or I'm going to

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

comes to my side and starts unbuckling my wrist first. Now that I know I'm about to

a brief moment, I'm able to push aside the confusion and embarrassment. But then memories

Ugh.

I had

to cancel heat

so I flush the toilet and wash my hands. Drying them with a thin hospital

from the mirror, patting

hanging off my bed makes my stomach roil with nausea, so I

by a female doctor, going through the elaborate process

doctor enters the room, a warm smile on her face. "Good morning, Ava. I'm Dr. Summers.

so I avoid her eyes. "Embarrassed,

was a very intense heat

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

stomach churning with unease.

Summers sighs. "It means we underestimated the severity of your heat. We thought we would have more time before the peak hit." She looks at me directly, her eyes apologetic. "I'm sorry, Ava. We should have taken

to be nonchalant. "It's okay. I mean,

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