Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 138 Ava: A Shocking Finale (II)

"Such a naughty kitten," the vampire mutters, scowling in a way that erases the beauty of his face.

The vampire's grip tightens, crushing my throat as I thrash against him. My lungs scream for air. I claw at his hands, nails scraping uselessly against unyielding flesh. Panic floods my mind, blotting out rational thought.

Your training, Ava! Remember your training! Selene's voice slices through my rising hysteria.

Right. Training. Jericho's lessons flash through my oxygen-starved brain. I stop flailing and focus, letting my body go limp, conserving strength. The vampire smirks, misreading it as submission. His cold breath washes over my face as he leans in, nostrils flaring.

He's...sniffing me?

Revulsion churns my stomach as his nose skims along my jaw, down to the crook of my neck. He lingers there, inhaling deeply, a pleased rumble vibrating his chest.

The scar, Ava! Don't let him near it! Selene's warning ricochets through my head. He can't bite you there!

Fragmented memories resurface—Selene cautioning me about my scar during my heat, insisting I keep Clayton away from it. I hadn't understood then. I'm not sure I do now. But her urgency propels me into action.

gouging. He snarls, jerking back slightly but not releasing me. The pressure on my windpipe eases a fraction and I suck in a desperate breath, spots dancing across my

scar is where your power leaks out. It's like a drug to creatures who can sense it. It isn't quite

just great, I grouse in my head, still scrabbling to dislodge the vampire's chokehold. Whose brilliant idea was it to

growls in frustration. Just protect it, Ava! Don't let him break the skin there, no

into my neck again, lips brushing my hammering pulse. Lightheadedness swamps me and I giggle, strangely giddy, before I realize

skin, tongue flicking out to taste. Bile rises in my throat. "What is

escaping in a strangled laugh. "Must be the pancakes I

kitten has claws." Cool fingers ghost across my collarbone, tracing the

spurts from the wound, splattering us both in a grotesque crimson spray. The coppery tang assaults my nose, but there's an

vampire staggers back, his eyes wide with shock and fury. His hand flies to his neck, wrenching out the object lodged there. It's a

me to my feet. I stumble, legs shaky, as he shoves me behind him. He faces

Teddy grits out, not taking his eyes

helping Teddy and reaching Lisa. But Teddy is already moving, launching himself at the vampire with

her name, but she doesn't respond. Panic claws at my chest. I need to get her out of here, away

in my chest. Teddy lies crumpled on the ground, his head twisted at an unnatural angle. His wolf eyes stare sightlessly at the sky, his muzzle slack. The vampire stands over him,

pup," he sneers, wiping blood from his chin. "Did you