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.

will be no pain, Ava. Just

No way.

peaceful here, in

come back. This is

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

die,

Alive.

Alive means death—

feeling sorry for yourself.

* * *

scraping against my

Ava.

my mind, comforting. Grounding. I try to speak but my

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

awake. Relief

heavy and thick.

I want to protest but exhaustion

calling my name,

* * *

scent of disinfectant. Starched sheets rough against my

focus—white tiles, fluorescent lights. A hospital.

back. Her relief washes

are here. They're asking me questions, one talking over the other. It's painful to my

I out?" I rasp, my throat

softly. We

okay?" Lucas asks,

pipes up, from my other

weeks. The news hits me like a punch to the gut. I struggle to sit up, my muscles weak and uncooperative. Selene helps, bracing her body

an entire process that leaves me

my hand, connected to an IV pole with a few bags hanging off it. One of

waist. My hair is lank

waver, dizzy. You've been through

my mind back, trying to piece together how I ended up here.

black hole in my

"What happened to me?"

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

sure. Vanessa thinks your wolf is trying to emerge. Do you feel

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

way too

Selene soothes, sensing my unease. This is

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