Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 121

Chapter 121 Lucas: Still Searching

LUCAS

Being away from Ava is torture, but the random photo updates from Kellan help ease the ache in my heart. And the wolf snarling in my head.

He's pissed that we're far from her again, logic and reasoning be damned. And if I hear one more word about that damn dog, Selene—I don't even know what I'll do.

I can feel his frustration ease as we stare at the photo Kellan texted me; she's exhausted, her cheeks red with exertion and her bangs damp against her head.

She hasn't been wearing her glasses. Two days after her discharge, she'd complained about them making her vision blurry.

Vanessa and Dr. Beaumont are certain it's a sign that her wolf is awakening, but Ava had taken the news in stride, asking no questions.

Her disinterest worries me; to be wolfless is a curse among our people. To know that her wolf might come? She should be over the moon, praising the Goddess for such a blessing. And yet Ava acts as though it doesn't involve her.

Dr. Beaumont says it's probably a trauma response to her life in the Blackwood Pack, but I can't shake the feeling that there's something more to all of this.

Ultimately, it doesn't matter. As long as she's safe and happy, I won't ask for much more. It was hard to watch her as she lay in her hospital bed, day after day. Hard to watch as the nurses bathed her with gentle hands. Hard to watch as her cheeks thinned, even with the intravenous nutrition they'd started her on after three days.

Losing her would mean losing everything. I can't survive in this world knowing she isn't in it.

Simple daily activities like basic hygiene were out; no showers, and meals were only taken because Kellan would bring food and stand watch until I ate it. Lisa wouldn't eat until I did, and I remember thinking that Ava would kill me if her human friend starved to death because I was too sick at the thought of losing her.

Otherwise? The entire world could burn, as long as I was by her side.

up for me, but I

territory, daydreaming about my fated mate instead of visiting

"Alpha?"

Shit.

effort, but I focus again on the man in front of

"Yes?"

"The report…"

cut him off before he can

course, Alpha. We have some reports that a woman resembling the description of Jessa Grey was

The Unregistered Communities.

for vampire

Supernatural Committees, all who work with the packs within their vicinity. Vampires, other classes of shifters, and even rogue wolves all live in

there

of the entire supernatural community, usually under the control of vampires, who see little reason to live

a massive war, there's no way to erase these communities from the world. There are too many, and vampires

would that shithead Renard work with them, with his

challenge

to agree with

brow with one finger, a heavy sigh escaping my lips. Frustration settles into my gut like a meal of spoiled fish, sending nausea through me at the thought of how much time has been

eyes darkening. "We've lost two

wolf's fury bleeding into my own. Two

on the table. The wood cracks under the force, splinters digging into my skin. I barely feel the sting, too consumed by the inferno of

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