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 I breeze through most of Jericho's workouts with little effort. The self-defense training

mean I've magically gained an ability to

would be

of training, Kellan's constant presence, and Lucas coming and going from the

still murky and undefined, but the fated bond within me disagrees vociferously. It yearns for

improvement. I can understand, though. She,

I join a training group of young shifters in

Kellan's refusal

ask you," Jericho snaps, turning back

her voice earning her a dark glower

I can't?" He protests in my general

I'm saying what she wants to say, and you're not." Getting between them is pointless; it just goes round and round. Jericho watches me with

of people. I would even venture to say that it's ultimately for my own

that passes for a smile in the old man. "I'll

arm in a hug. "It's settled, then. Even your alpha can't

along," he grunts. "They're in the training

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

recognize it as the place we train during rainy days. It's filled with at least twenty young shifters, almost all men,

odd, as a born-human, to be surrounded by

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 it, just staring in his signature brooding way across the

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