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.

Just wake

No way.

peaceful here, in

back. This is

in this serenity of darkness. I

won't die, Ava. You're

Alive.

Alive means death—

sorry

* * *

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

Ava.

try to speak

head resting on my hand. I turn my head slowly, painfully. She's there, silver

Relief colors her

heavy and thick. "What happened?" The

my arm. I

my name, but

* * *

gradually. The steady beep of a heart monitor. The chemical scent of disinfectant. Starched sheets rough

I force them open. The ceiling swims into focus—white tiles, fluorescent lights. A hospital. Selene is curled up beside me, a comforting

relief washes over

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

long was I out?" I rasp,

Selene whines softly.

Lucas asks, way

pipes up,

I struggle to sit up, my muscles weak and uncooperative. Selene helps, bracing her body against mine, and both Lisa

an entire process that

stock. My limbs feel stiff, atrophied. A needle pinches my hand, connected to an IV pole with a few bags hanging off it. One of the bags looks like milk, and that one's connected to

waist. My hair

cautions as I waver,

to piece together how I ended up here. Training

yawning black hole in

"What happened to me?"

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

don't know for sure. Vanessa thinks your wolf is trying to emerge. Do

glance toward my wolf, disguised as a husky for a reason she has yet to explain, and her ears flick

She's way too big for

afraid, Selene soothes, sensing my unease. This is

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