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.

will be no pain, Ava. Just wake up.

No way.

peaceful here, in

come back. This is not where you should

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

won't die, Ava.

Alive.

Alive means death—

feeling sorry for yourself. You never died.

* * *

like sandpaper scraping against

Ava.

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

awake. Relief

swallow dryly, my tongue heavy and thick.

my arm. I want to

calling my name, but I'm

* * *

steady beep of a heart monitor. The chemical scent of disinfectant. Starched sheets rough against my skin. An IV pinches the back of

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

relief

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

out?" I rasp,

Selene whines softly.

you okay?" Lucas asks, way

are you feeling?" Lisa pipes

hits me 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

entire process

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 yet another IV line in the elbow of

my waist. My

Selene cautions as I waver, dizzy.

cast my mind back, trying to piece together how I ended up here.

yawning black hole in my

"What happened to me?"

reaches for 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,

Vanessa thinks your wolf

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 a reason she has yet to explain, and her ears flick as she licks my face, settling into my lap as though

not. She's way too big

soothes, sensing my unease. This is natural

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