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.

no pain, Ava. Just wake up. Come back

No way.

in

have to come back. This is not where

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

won't die,

Alive.

Alive means death—

up. Stop feeling sorry

* * *

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

Ava.

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

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

Relief colors

my tongue heavy and thick. "What happened?"

nuzzles into my arm. I want to protest but

my name, but

* * *

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

ceiling swims into focus—white tiles, fluorescent lights. A hospital. Selene is curled up

Her relief washes over

They're asking me questions, one talking

I out?" I rasp, my throat

Selene whines softly.

Lucas asks, way too close

you feeling?" Lisa pipes 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 me up until I'm

an entire process

pinches my hand, connected to an IV pole with a few bags hanging off it.

waist. My hair is lank and greasy

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

trying to piece together how I ended up here. Training with Jericho and

hole in

"What happened to me?"

us, a feeling of comfort, and the urge to press my cheek

Vanessa thinks your wolf is

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

She's way too big

soothes, sensing my unease. This is

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