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.

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

to go to the

put you back in them. We don't want a repeat

I agree with a sigh, perking up when she comes to my side and starts unbuckling my wrist first. Now

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

Ugh.

wish I

there was a pill to cancel heat and

isn't, so I flush the toilet and wash my hands. Drying them with a thin

shudder and turn away from the mirror, patting my hot cheeks.

when I exit the bathroom. The sight of the restraints hanging off my bed makes my stomach roil with nausea, so I sit on the visitor's

female doctor, going through the elaborate process of locking and unlocking

a warm smile on her face. "Good morning, Ava. I'm Dr. Summers. How

night makes me feel awkward, so I avoid her eyes. "Embarrassed, mostly. And sore." I gesture vaguely at

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

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

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

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

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

Dr. Summers leans forward, her voice gentle