Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 107 Lucas: Panic

LUCAS

"What the fuck do you mean she's unconscious?" My voice rises in the back of the cab, drawing Vester's alarmed glance in the rearview mirror of the SUV.

Kellan's voice crackles through my phone. "Her vitals are stable, but she's not waking up. Doctors can't find anything physically wrong."

"Then why the hell is she in the hospital?" Fury pounds through my veins, my wolf snarling to hunt down whoever dared harm our mate. "What did Jericho do?"

"It wasn't him. She collapsed at home after training."

"Training?" The word comes out in a growl. "She's still recovering! She shouldn't be—"

"Boss." Vester's gruff voice cuts in. "Nessa's with her now. Should be able to tell us more soon."

I rake a hand through my hair, jaw clenched. "I want guards on her room. No one gets in besides pack and medical staff."

"Already done."

"Good." I glance out the window at the darkened streets whizzing by, leg bouncing with impatience. Vester's watching cautiously, and the husky's panting in the back, still crated. "The dog. Get her to Lisa's place."

"Dog?" Kellan grunts. "Since when—"

"Don't worry about it." I end the call, pulse hammering in my throat.

Ava. My Ava. Lying in a hospital bed. Again.

No. I won't let anything else happen to her. Whatever this is, whoever is responsible, I'll destroy them. Rip them to shreds with my bare hands if I have to.

to wait. Selene whines from her crate, but I can't think about the dog right

sliding doors, my boots thudding against the linoleum as I make a beeline for the front desk. The receptionist looks up, startled, but I'm already

sir, but

hand on the counter. "Alpha of the Westwood Pack. Ava Grey is under my protection.

blanches, fingers flying over her keyboard. "R-room 305, Alpha. Third floor, to

thanks, just spin on my heel and head for the elevators. The ride up is

worse than Kellan let on? What if someone got past

ding open and I'm moving, long strides eating up the distance to

I bark,

of them says.

pale against the white sheets, an IV dripping into her arm. Vanessa looks up from

Must be Lisa.

softly. "I wish I had better

in three strides, my hand finding hers, careful of the wires and tubes. Her skin is cool to the touch, and

her, Nessa?" I ask hoarsely. "Why won't

and a bit dehydrated, but nothing that would cause this level

"Then what—"

Vanessa cuts in gently. "Or rather, the

frown, not understanding. "What do

I think her wolf

been at an exceptional rate recently, and there was the incident during the escape where

my mind reeling. Her wolf. Trying to break free.

Lucas. This is beyond anything I've seen before. We're

Uncharted or not, I refuse to lose Ava. Not like this. Not when I just got

order. "I want updates every hour. And double the guard on her room. No one gets in