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.

body hurts. I have horrible memories of me throwing myself at a man I barely

the bathroom, or I'm going

off, we're going to have to put you back in them. We don't want a

comes to my side and starts unbuckling my wrist

I bolt for the bathroom in panic. For a brief moment, I'm able to push aside the confusion and embarrassment. But then memories rush

Ugh.

wish I

cancel heat and cause twenty-four hours of memory

and wash my hands. Drying them with a thin hospital town, I

turn away from the mirror, patting

the bathroom. The sight of the restraints hanging off my bed

in, followed by a female doctor, going through the elaborate process of

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

Knowing she probably heard about last night makes me feel awkward, so I avoid her eyes. "Embarrassed, mostly. And sore." I gesture vaguely at

expression serious. "I understand. What you experienced was a very intense

true omegas and their heat cycles. They're incredibly rare. All omegas are called that because they were given the rank, not

unease. "So, what does

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,

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

to do everything we can to help you through this, Ava. I promise." Dr. Summers leans forward, her voice gentle but firm.