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.

Just wake up. Come back to

No way.

here, in this

have to come back. This is

for me? But I'm here, in this serenity of darkness. I feel pain, but it doesn't kill me. It isn't enough to kill

die, Ava.

Alive.

Alive means death—

Wake up. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You never died.

* * *

against my lids. Everything is

Ava.

Grounding. I try to speak but my throat is parched, voice a

resting on my hand. I turn my head slowly,

awake. Relief

dryly, my tongue heavy and thick.

Rest now. She nuzzles into my arm. I want to protest but

name, but I'm already

* * *

of disinfectant. Starched sheets

swims into focus—white tiles, fluorescent lights. A

back. Her relief washes over

me questions, one talking over the other.

long was I out?" I rasp, my

Selene whines softly. We

asks, way too close to

feeling?" Lisa pipes up,

Selene helps, bracing her body against mine, and both Lisa

process

IV pole with a few bags hanging off it. One of the bags looks like milk, and that one's connected to yet another IV line in

gown, blankets pooled around my waist. My hair

cautions as I waver, dizzy. You've been

piece together how I ended up here. Training with Jericho

yawning black hole in

"What happened to me?"

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

wolf is trying to emerge.

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

way too

Selene soothes, sensing my unease. This is

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