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.

Ava. Just wake

No way.

here, in this hazy

back. This is not

darkness. I feel pain, but

won't die, Ava.

Alive.

Alive means death—

up. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You never

* * *

They feel like sandpaper scraping against my lids. Everything is blurry, shapes

Ava.

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

my palm. The slight weight of her head resting on my hand. I turn my head slowly, painfully. She's there, silver fur shining, blue eyes bright with intelligence and

awake. Relief

tongue heavy and thick.

my arm. I want to protest but

my name,

* * *

of disinfectant. Starched sheets rough against my skin. An

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

relief washes

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

I out?" I rasp, my throat

weeks, Selene whines softly. We were so

asks, way

you feeling?" Lisa pipes up, from my

like a punch 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 my back to lead

an entire process that

bags hanging off it. One of the bags looks like milk,

gown, blankets pooled around my waist. My hair is lank

cautions as I waver, dizzy.

how I ended up here. Training

yawning black hole in

"What happened to me?"

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

wolf is

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

She's way

sensing my

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255