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.

of me throwing myself at a man I barely know in front

go to the bathroom,

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

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

the restraints, and I bolt for the bathroom in panic. For a brief moment, I'm able to push aside the confusion and

Ugh.

wish I

only there was a pill to cancel heat and cause twenty-four hours of memory

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

turn away from the mirror, patting my hot cheeks.

The sight of the restraints hanging off my

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

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

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

experienced was a very intense heat cycle, Ava. Much stronger than what we typically

a lot of documented information on true omegas and their

swallow hard, my stomach churning with unease. "So, what does that mean

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

trying to be nonchalant. "It's

voice gentle but firm.