Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 120

Chapter 120 Ava: Vampire's Call

"If you ever need me, child, simply light a candle and call my name. I'll find you."

My eyes snap open in the middle of a deep sleep, and my heart races, a thunderous pounding in my chest that shakes my entire body.

The dream was too real, too close to memory. Selene's ears perk up as she lifts her head from the foot of the bed. What's wrong, Ava?

I shake my head, eyes darting to the door. Kellan's somewhere in the apartment, ever present, always listening. I think I know how to contact Sister Miriam. The maybe-vampire lady.

Selene's blue eyes widen. How? She sits up, her full attention on me.

When she visited me before the ceremony, she said if I needed her, I should light a candle and call her name. That she'd find me.

Tell me everything, Selene says, her voice gentle in my mind. Every detail.

I recount the memory, the cloying scent of incense, the invasive way she touched me, her cryptic words. The dread and intrigue she instilled in my mother.

Your mother fears her, Selene muses. As she should. Vampires are not to be trifled with.

But she might have answers. About what I am. What's happening to me. She seemed to know.

Selene is quiet for a long moment. Vampires are ancient, powerful creatures with their own agendas. She may help you, but there will be a price. There always is, with their kind.

I swallow hard, a shiver running through me. I'll be careful. I promise.

Try to sleep, Selene says, curling back up. We'll talk more tomorrow.

I nod, sinking back against the pillows. But sleep is elusive, my mind spinning with possibilities and fears.

Sister Miriam's red eyes follow me into my dreams, her silken voice a whispered promise. "I'll find you."

I toss and turn, the sheets twisting around my legs. Power pulses under my skin, a restless itch I can't scratch.

What if she's the key? What if she can unlock the mystery inside me, teach me to wield the elements like weapons?

But Selene's warning lingers, a cold weight in my stomach. There will be a price. With vampires, there always is.

the moon is bright, almost full. Its

* * *

pass in

Westwood. I don't know the details, but I do know that the search for my

But the fact that they've been so silent, so

every day, but things have changed. I'm stronger and faster, and he's begun incorporating real self-defense. Mainly,

popping into my field of vision like one of those

"Fall?"

seems to echo off the exposed brick walls of the gym, bouncing back and smacking me in the face. It's raining outside, and he's decided to show us a little mercy

lip curls. "Yes,

were going to learn

how do you think you're going to learn that without

No, I know he has a point. But I don't want to admit he does, so I cross my arms and

know how to

"Oh, do you now?"

I can track, from weathered and unimpressed to having my

of my lungs in the space

how to

"Get up," he barks.

feet is an effort, my tailbone throbbing with

scoffs. "You hit the ground like a sack of potatoes. Bend your knees, tuck your

me shit before throwing me down. He'd just laugh. So I grit my teeth and nod, determined to figure

me again, and I try to remember what he said. Bend the knees, tuck the chin,

back hits the mat,

"Again," Jericho orders.

over, he knocks me down, and over and over, I struggle to my feet. Each time, he barks out a correction. It's always something. How I hit

How my body moves.

into one giant bruise, and the mat becomes a nightmare I'm never going to forget. For being something foam and giving, it feels like stone when I land on it. Pretty sure my butt

who's putting her through some kind of calisthenics routine. Pushups, sit-ups, lunges, weird walking crab-like movements. It looks exhausting, but at least she's not getting thrown around like

at my heart as I watch them. What I wouldn't give to trade places right now and free myself of my

at me

best to anticipate the

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