Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 58 Ava: Return Home

I settle into the chair beside Phoenix, my soul crushed under the weight of despair. The plane hums to life around us, a mechanical beast ready to whisk me back to the hell I'd escaped. Phoenix barely spares me a glance as he crowds me against the window, effectively trapping me in my seat. Even going to the bathroom will be impossible without him knowing about it.

Selene's whimpers echo in my mind, a mirror of my own anguish. Ava, I'm so sorry. I tried... I'm still trying...

I know, I whisper back, my heart clenching. It's okay. It's not your fault.

No matter how fast she is, a wolf can't outrun a car.

And even if she did—what are we going to do, against the people under Phoenix's control?

Honestly, it's not okay. Nothing about this is okay. I'm being dragged back to the very place I'd fought so hard to escape, and there's not a damn thing I can do about it.

Selene, listen to me. I picture my parents' house in my mind, every detail etched into my memory. The sprawling ranch-style home, the meticulously manicured lawn, the wrought-iron fence that always felt more like a cage than a boundary. This is where they're taking me. The Blackwood pack territory. My parents' address is—

I rattle off the information, each word feeling like a nail in my coffin. Selene absorbs it all, her presence in my mind a flickering candle in the darkness.

I'll find you, she promises, her voice fierce despite the tremor of fear. No matter how long it takes, no matter the distance. I'll never stop looking.

Tears prick at the corners of my eyes, but I blink them back, refusing to let Phoenix see me cry. I know you will. But Selene, it's far. Really, really far.

it, I feel her running, her paws pounding against the pavement as she races toward

breathing thing.

it down. I won't give up either, I vow, meaning it with every fiber of

impersonal. All of the announcements are done, and I didn't even notice them happening. The plane's moving. I close my

whisper, pouring every ounce of my heart into those three

her presence fading

the connection

* * *

goes smoothly. I sleep for most of it, because there's no point in being

as soon as I see the forest near home, my stomach clenches in

through the woods, waiting until

It's like asking about every time you ate lunch: You can't

the back of my throat as familiar neighborhood streets populate

hoping to never see this place again,

hackles, they'd

wish desperately that I could talk to Selene, but

as Phoenix escorts me inside the house that fills me with such dread. His lip curls in disgust as he sniffs me. "Get the Aspen stench off you before Dad gets home," he orders. There isn't a hint of big brotherly affection in his words or demeanor. "I'm sure you still have clothes in your room. Don't

worried about