Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 104 Ava: Training (I)

The best way to deal with all the confusion involving feelings?

Exercise.

Jericho watches in approval as I push myself past my limits, determined to grow stronger. New bruises appear and disappear each day as my supernatural healing kicks in. Lisa, on the other hand, is covered with them, in various stages of healing.

I'm determined to ignore everything about Lucas and Clayton for as long as I can. It's easier to just… not deal with it all.

Healthy? Probably not.

But hell, I'm just going to settle for making it through each day for now.

An odd, itchy feeling doesn't stop all day. Lisa smacks at my hands every time I begin scratching at my neck and shoulders. My belly looks as if it's been clawed by a raccoon, though the marks fade within half an hour each time.

"You have to stop that, Ave. You're driving yourself insane. The more you scratch, the more you'll itch. Just take some Benadryl."

"Fast healing means a fast metabolism. Benadryl won't even touch it, and I don't know wolf dosing. I'd have to go to a healer to figure it out." I've explained this to Lisa before, but her exasperation over my scratching overcomes minor details like that.

It doesn't bother me. I repeat myself as often as I need to. I just worry that other wolves in the pack might bother her.

So far, Lisa hasn't gone anywhere without me. Between the guards always nearby and Kellan's presence every morning before training and every afternoon after, we haven't done anything outside of our apartment. Even our food gets delivered.

Lisa's company is amazing, but we're both going a little stir-crazy.

That might be what's wrong with me.

of nowhere,

you

picking up the pace. My muscles scream in protest as I push myself to sprint faster around the track. The itching across my skin intensifies with each

The words echo in my mind, taunting me with their significance. As a shifter who has never experienced a shift, the concept of the full moon's power remains foreign to me. Yet, an inexplicable

since that day in the forest, running almost as fast as wolves,

felt a hint of

in ragged gasps. Lisa falls into step beside me, her face flushed with exertion. "What do you think he means by that?" she pants, her words punctuated

My breath is too short and my

my body is yearning for

all. Even in full-fledged wolf shifters, the moon is nothing more than an enhancement. An aphrodisiac for some, and a hair trigger on anger for the others. They're a little more volatile, a little

in the silver moonlight

the problem. Where the fuck is normal,

the track once more. "Faster! You think

my frustration into each pounding step. The relentless itching beneath my skin keeps

She's so sore that I spend an hour every night massaging her from head to toe.

are not

I yearn for the moon so fiercely worries me,

Jericho's right there in front of me, like a fucking unwanted ghost in

voice cracks like a whip,

do lunges too?" Lisa protests, her face flushed from exertion.

"Life isn't fair. Get over

I set my hands on my hips, ready

almost immediately. Each step is a challenge, my muscles screaming in protest. I grit my teeth, determined to prove