Chapter 112 Ava: Waking Up

Darkness.

Light.

So cold.

It burns.

My lungs ache.

Something's holding me down.

There are whispers. Prayers, I think.

Chaos reigns in this hazy world. Something beeps incessantly.

I'm sweating. My hands are too warm.

… up.

What's that?

… Ava, you…

Who's that?

… can you hear me?

I struggle to reach the voice that calls me, but something sucks me away again.

Frustration simmers, but I'm too tired to fight it.

Ava, you have to wake up.

There it is again.

I know you can hear me, because I can finally hear you.

Hear me? Hear me what? Am I talking?

Yes.

No, I don't think I'm talking. I'm too tired. My body is crushed beneath the earth. Fire ate every last bit of me. I drowned. The air was sucked away.

You're alive. You're asleep in the hospital. You're just fine. You just need to wake up.

No, no.

No, no, no.

Waking is pain.

I remember the pain.

pain, Ava. Just wake

No way.

in this

have to come back. This is not

me? But I'm here, in this serenity of darkness. I feel pain,

won't die, Ava. You're

Alive.

Alive means death—

enough. Wake up. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You never

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sandpaper scraping against my lids. Everything is blurry, shapes indistinct. White. Harsh

Ava.

Her voice is warm honey in my mind, comforting. Grounding. I try to speak but my throat is parched,

my palm. The slight weight of her head resting on my hand. I turn my head slowly, painfully. She's there, silver fur shining, blue

awake. Relief colors her

my tongue heavy and thick.

my arm. I want to protest but exhaustion drags me

name, but I'm already

* * *

of a heart monitor. The chemical scent of disinfectant. Starched sheets rough against my skin. An IV pinches

swims into focus—white tiles, fluorescent lights. A hospital. Selene is curled up beside me, a comforting

back. Her relief washes

asking me questions, one talking over the other.

was I out?" I rasp, my

softly. We were

Lucas asks, way too close

are you feeling?" Lisa pipes up, from my other

and uncooperative. Selene helps, bracing her body against mine, and both Lisa and Lucas rest their hands on my back to lead

an entire process that leaves

upright, I take stock. My limbs feel stiff, atrophied. A needle pinches my hand, connected to an IV pole with a few bags hanging off it. One

waist. My hair

cautions as I waver, dizzy.

I ended up here.

hole

"What happened to me?"

fingers hesitant and gentle against my skin. Warmth flows between us, a feeling of comfort,

wolf is trying to emerge. Do you

to shift, to run beneath the moon. To be whole. But now, with all the strangeness surrounding my heritage, the idea fills me with trepidation. I flick a glance toward my wolf, disguised as a husky for a reason she has yet to explain, and her ears flick as she licks

way too big for

soothes, sensing my unease.

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