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 body has suffered no ill effects. My muscles are toned, what little excess flab I had around my belly

I've magically gained an ability

would be nice,

haze of training, Kellan's constant presence, and

the fated bond within me disagrees vociferously. It yearns for

avoided open hostility. It's an improvement. I can understand, though. She, too, is

that Lisa and I join a training group

Kellan's refusal is

ask you," Jericho snaps, turning

the vehemence in her voice earning her

but I can't?" He

saying what she wants to say, and you're not." Getting between them is pointless; it

to train with a variety of people. I would even venture to say that

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

he grunts. "They're

bunch of junior shifters doesn't sound like a fun time, but Lisa and I follow with excitement. It's our first real introduction to the

least twenty young shifters, almost all men, all sparring on the mats. Lisa clings to my arm, her

as a born-human, to be surrounded

bow after she does, with the same motion. I look at Jericho in confusion, but he doesn't acknowledge it, just staring in

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