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.

be no pain, Ava. Just wake

No way.

peaceful here, in this hazy

you have to come back. This is

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

won't die, Ava.

Alive.

Alive means death—

feeling sorry

* * *

scraping against my lids. Everything is blurry, shapes

Ava.

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

on my hand. I

awake. Relief

tongue heavy and thick. "What happened?" The words scrape

Rest now. She nuzzles into my arm. I want

my name, but I'm

* * *

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

ceiling swims into focus—white tiles,

relief washes over

asking me questions, one talking

was I out?" I rasp,

Selene whines softly. We were

okay?" Lucas asks, way

are you feeling?" Lisa pipes up, from my

to the gut. I struggle to sit up, my muscles weak and uncooperative. Selene helps, bracing her body against

entire process that leaves me

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 yet another

waist. My hair is lank and greasy

waver,

I ended up here. Training with Jericho and Lisa. Collapsing on the couch. Then...

black hole

"What happened to me?"

us, a feeling of comfort, and the urge to press my cheek into his hand, nuzzling

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

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

not. She's way too big

afraid, Selene soothes, sensing my unease. This is natural for

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