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

No way.

here, in

to come back. This is

serenity of darkness. I feel pain, but it doesn't

die, Ava. You're

Alive.

Alive means death—

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

* * *

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

Ava.

warm honey in my mind, comforting. Grounding. I try to speak but

hand. I turn my head slowly,

awake. Relief

dryly, my tongue heavy and thick. "What happened?" The words

arm. I want

my name, but

* * *

heart monitor. The chemical scent of disinfectant. Starched sheets rough against my skin. An

but I force them open. The ceiling swims into focus—white tiles, fluorescent

Her relief

asking me questions, one talking over the other.

long was I out?" I rasp, my

Selene whines softly. We

Lucas asks,

pipes up, from my

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

an entire process

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

gown, blankets pooled around my waist. My hair is

I waver, dizzy. You've been through

how I ended up here. Training with

hole

"What happened to me?"

against my skin. Warmth flows between us, a feeling of comfort, and the urge to press my cheek

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

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 she's a

way too big

Selene soothes, sensing my unease. This is natural for

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