Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 122

Chapter 122 Ava: Getting Stronger

"Don't push yourself too hard."

Lucas' voice is deeper through the phone, giving our hushed conversation in my bedroom a more sordid feeling than would be expected, given the fact that we haven't talked about anything remotely intimate.

That fated-mate tingle settles into my nether regions as he speaks. Lisa's asleep, and Kellan is, too, taking over the couch in the living room like he does every night.

"I'm not." Trying not to wake the others, I speak in a soft murmur.

"I miss you." He sounds frustrated. Tired.

Kellan said he's been trying to track down my family. I hope he finds them soon; I just want everything to be over. Having guards everywhere I go is awful.

I have yet to meet anyone new. No friends. Not even acquaintances. I don't even get to buy things at the store, because someone is always sent to buy what I ask for.

It's suffocating.

"Have you made any progress?"

"Mmm." His noncommital sound gives little hope. "I will find them, Ava. You will be safe."

"I know."

"Get some sleep. It's late."

"I will." A yawn catches me by surprise, my jaw cracking with the force of it.

"Good night, Ava."

"Good night, Lucas."

* * *

My muscles are toned, what little excess flab I had around my belly is gone, and

That doesn't mean I've

would be

passed in a haze of training, Kellan's constant presence, and Lucas coming and going from

murky and undefined, but the fated bond within me disagrees vociferously. It yearns for him in a way that hurts

improvement. I can understand, though. She,

Jericho suggests that Lisa and I join a training group of young shifters in

Kellan's refusal

you," Jericho snaps, turning back to me. "Are you

the vehemence in her voice earning her a dark

but I can't?" He protests in

them is pointless; it just

I would even

going immediately; that glower lightens to a grimace that passes for a smile in the old

my side, grabbing my arm in a hug. "It's settled, then. Even your alpha can't argue with

"They're in

bunch of junior shifters doesn't sound like a fun time, but

isn't a far walk, and I recognize it as the place we train during rainy days. It's filled with at least twenty young shifters, almost all men, all sparring on the mats. Lisa

to be surrounded

the female shifters walks up to us with a respectful bow in Jericho's direction, one hand over her heart. All the others turn and bow after she does, with the same motion. I look at Jericho in confusion, but he doesn't acknowledge

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