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.

at a man I barely know in front of who

to go to the bathroom, or

your restraints, but if you start feeling off, we're going to have to put you back in them. We don't want a repeat of last

sigh, perking up when she comes to my side and starts unbuckling my wrist first. Now that I know I'm

a brief moment, I'm 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.

wish I had

cancel heat and

there isn't, so I flush the toilet and wash my hands. Drying them with a thin hospital town, I stare at my reflection. Tangled hair, puffy

shudder and turn away from the mirror, patting my

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

by a female doctor, going through

on her face. "Good morning,

heard about last night makes me feel awkward, so

experienced was a very intense

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

hard, my stomach churning with unease. "So, what

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.

nonchalant. "It's okay. I mean,

do everything we can to help you through this, Ava. I promise." Dr. Summers leans forward, her voice gentle but firm. "But I need you to be honest with me about your