Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 77

Chapter 77 Ava: Running

The haunting howls of wolves echo through the night, sending fear deep into my soul.

I shudder.

The strange shifter with the drugs curses under his breath. "They're on the hunt," he says, his voice low and urgent.

Lucas' arms tighten as he runs. It's not the most comfortable, with all the jostling, but he manages to run while holding me as though my extra burden doesn't affect him at all.

How long has it been? Hours? That he's maintained his pace without faltering. I can't help but admire it, even as I worry.

"It's going to be okay," he murmurs, his tone cold with determination.

We pick up the pace, the shadows of the forest seeming to press in around us as we hurry along. The howls grow louder, closer, sending icy tendrils of fear slithering through my veins.

"How much farther?" I ask, my voice a hushed whisper.

Lucas' subordinate's response is grim. "Too far to be comfortable." There are a few grunts of agreement among the other wolves. "We should have shifted. We would be there by now."

Lucas just growls. "Not an option."

The weight of his words settles over me, and I realize with a pang that he knows—he knows I can't shift.

I swallow hard. How long has he known?

It isn't as though it was a secret in our pack.

But it still hurts.

trees, the sound itself nipping at our heels. Anxiety spikes my pulse and I cling to Lucas, drawing strength from

our left, and Lucas' head whips around. He signals to the others, and they fan

and palpable, as we wait. The forest seems to hold

a figure emerges from the shadows—a massive wolf, its eyes glowing like embers in the

me down and steps forward, planting himself

his voice laced with

it pause. For a long, tense moment, they regard each other, locked in a

snarl fades, and it lowers its head in a

to me, his expression softening ever so slightly as he scoops me

he

arms until he lets me down. "I can't shift, but I can run. I'm fine. We'll probably make better time if you aren't

of it. "Fine. Let's go. Stay close, Ava.

howl. I

haven't caught our trail, but they're getting closer.

hand, squeezing it in reassurance. My lips quirk into a small smile as I

pounds, but not from exertion—not yet. Terror still grips me, its icy tendrils constricting

Freedom.

to push harder, faster. The men around

his brow furrowed with

shake my head, unable to spare the breath for a reply. Selene's words ring in my ears, a silent chorus urging

it sound like it

And it is.

feel it now, a thrumming beneath my skin, like electricity crackling

I say, knowing deep inside that I'm right. "We'll

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