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.

no pain, Ava. Just wake up. Come back

No way.

here, in this

you have to come back. This

I feel pain,

won't die,

Alive.

Alive means death—

up. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You

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open. They feel like sandpaper scraping against my lids. Everything is blurry, shapes indistinct.

Ava.

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

hand. I turn my head slowly, painfully. She's there, silver fur shining, blue eyes bright with intelligence

Relief

my tongue heavy and thick. "What happened?" The

I want to protest

name, but I'm

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gradually. The steady beep of a heart monitor. The chemical scent of disinfectant. Starched sheets rough against my skin. An

but I force them open. The ceiling swims into focus—white tiles, fluorescent lights. A

back. Her relief

me questions, one talking over the other. It's painful

I rasp, my throat raw

Selene whines softly. We were

you okay?" Lucas asks, way too close to

Lisa pipes up, from my other

me like a punch to the gut. I struggle to sit up, my muscles weak and uncooperative. Selene helps, bracing her body against mine, and both Lisa and Lucas rest their hands on my

an entire process that leaves

pole with a few bags hanging off it. One of the

a hospital gown, blankets pooled around my waist. My hair is lank and greasy against

Selene cautions as I waver, dizzy. You've been

century. I cast my mind back, trying to piece together how I ended up here. Training with Jericho and Lisa.

hole

"What happened to me?"

face, his fingers hesitant and gentle against my skin. Warmth flows between us, a feeling of comfort, and the urge to press my

sure. Vanessa thinks your wolf

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 my face, settling into my lap as though she's a lap

not. She's way

soothes, sensing my

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