Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 138

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.

I shove at the vampire's face, fingernails gouging. He snarls, jerking back slightly but not releasing me. The pressure on

where your power leaks out. It's like a drug to creatures who can sense it. It isn't quite an aphrodisiac, but it can be, in

dislodge the vampire's chokehold. Whose

growls in frustration. Just protect it, Ava! Don't let

lips brushing my hammering pulse. Lightheadedness swamps

an enticing scent," he murmurs against my skin, tongue flicking out to

strangled laugh. "Must be the pancakes I

has claws." Cool fingers ghost across my

spurts from the wound, splattering us both in a grotesque crimson spray. The coppery tang assaults my nose, but there's an underlying sweetness that makes my stomach heave. It's cloying, like rotting fruit, and

out the object lodged there. It's

my feet. I stumble, legs shaky, as he shoves

his eyes off the seething creature before

hesitate, torn between helping Teddy and reaching Lisa. But Teddy is already moving, launching himself at

shake her shoulders, calling her name, but

ground, his head twisted at an unnatural

chin. "Did you

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