Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 142 Lisa: Chained

The sound of water dripping is the first thing to break through the darkness of my mind.

Plink.

Plink-plink.

Plink.

It's an erratic rhythm that leaves me uncomfortable.

The voices come next, soft, sibilant whispers. Evil. Whoever they are, they'd be the villains in any story.

Eventually, I realize the darkness is really just pain. Pain that throbs and aches in half my face. But why?

Vampires.

That's why.

My eyes fly open when I finally remember, and I struggle to sit up, blinking into the darkness.

I can't see anything.

Are my eyes open?

My hands won't reach my face, yanking against something cold and hard around my wrists.

Manacles?

Swiping my hands around, I can feel the heavy, rusted chains holding me down, bolted to the floor.

Fuck.

This is…

Really not good.

Ava. Is Ava here?

"Ava?" I whisper, but there's nothing.

that erratic plink, plink-plink of something

voices are

Plink.

Plink-plink.

Plink.

mania of isolation and fear. I try to move again, the chains rattling like mocking laughter. Frustration rips through

metal biting into my wrists. Pain sears through my arms, but I don't care. I have to

Sobs wrack my body, each one tearing out of my throat. It's useless. The chains hold

the shackles forcing me to hunch

Plink. Plink-plink.

adjust to the darkness. Shapes slowly emerge from the inky blackness. Rough stone walls, a small window high above my head. The barest hint of moonlight filters through, only to be swallowed by clouds a

I'm in a cell.

A fucking cell.

bubbles up my throat, escaping in a strangled laugh. I'm chained up in some vampire's dungeon like a gothic

Plink-plink-plink.

as if mocking my realization. I want to scream again, to rage against the unfairness of it

a human. There's no magic or super strength hidden deep inside. I can't shift into a wolf or melt into shadows. Humans are weak and helpless against

I hate this.

always around. Hated his grim determination

I wish desperately that he was here to tell me I

take his smugness over this any day of the

How can he possibly find me when I don't even know where I

hot and bitter. I

her fierce determination and unwavering loyalty. She won't give up on me. She'll

be enough? Can they really go up against

don't know. I don't

I'm scared. I'm so fucking

Plink.

Plink-plink.

Plink.

sound fills my head, driving out every other thought. It's maddening, the irregularity of

I don't. I bite my lip hard enough to taste blood and

believe that Kellan and Ava will find me. That Lucas and the Westwood pack will tear this

Because the alternative is too

face. I imagine his arms around me, his voice in my ear telling me it's going to be

for a moment, just a

Plink.