Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 112

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 wake up.

No way.

in this hazy

This is not where you should

serenity of darkness. I feel pain, but it doesn't kill me. It

won't die, Ava. You're

Alive.

Alive means death—

Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You

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

Ava.

I try to speak but my throat

palm. The slight weight of her head resting on my hand. I turn my head slowly,

Relief colors her

and thick. "What

my arm. I want to protest but exhaustion drags me under

calling my name, but I'm already

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of disinfectant. Starched sheets rough against my skin. An IV pinches the back of my

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

Her relief washes

here. They're asking me questions, one talking

I

whines softly.

asks, way

you feeling?" Lisa pipes up,

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

process that leaves me

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

my waist.

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

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

yawning black hole

"What happened to me?"

skin. Warmth flows between us, a feeling of comfort, and the

for sure. Vanessa thinks your 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 my face, settling into my lap as though she's

way too big

be afraid, Selene soothes, sensing my unease.

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