Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 151 Ava: The Truth Comes Out (I)

"Ava?"

Disoriented after returning to Lisa's apartment, I can only blink as Lucas steps inside, looking concerned.

"Hi." The greeting feels stilted, but I'm still regaining my bearings.

There's something about Sister Miriam's talk about payment that bothers my mind, trying to pry loose some memory—but I shove it aside, needing to focus on the man in front of me.

It's dark in the apartment, but the TV is still going. Selene shakes herself before heading to the couch, leaving me with the soft impression of her presence in my head.

"You didn't answer your phone," Lucas explains, looking a little awkward as he stands there in the doorway.

"I didn't hear it." Now that he's in front of me, the idea of telling him everything… Is a lot harder.

It isn't that I don't want to, but that it's just—how do you even approach this kind of conversation? Especially knowing how much responsibility weighs on his shoulders.

But leaving him in the dark isn't an option.

"I brought dinner." But his hands are empty, which he only seems to realize at this moment. "Shit. I left it in the car."

"I'm not hungry," I'm quick to assure him, my stomach curdling at the thought of even adding a single sip of water to it. "You can get it if you're hungry though. And eat here."

"I'm not hungry, either."

When Lucas continues to stand there like an awkward teenager, my lips twitch.

"Come in." I'm the one to step toward him, grabbing his hand.

He slides his fingers between mine immediately, grasping on like he never wants to let go.

ever doubt

my

couch like a puppy, and I have to stifle a laugh

the corner of the couch

"Are you doing okay?"

all," I answer cheerfully, and my eyes widen at the blunt honestly coming out of my

concern. Probably because of how happy

concerned, too. Hell, I

reminds me, and I

Shit.

speak any untruths when I've eaten Fae food. Isn't that what

internally even as my mouth takes

kidnapped, because it's my fault. I talked to Sister Miriam behind your back, and didn't

his hand over my mouth, his eyes narrowing as he yanks his hand out of mine. The force of his glare is intense, causing

the fuck are you? Where's

to say, but his hand muffles

his hand, and he loosens his grip on my face

I say

me enough to share

low growl to his words, and Selene air snaps in his direction, her

me," I sigh. "I'm not talking like this out of my own will. I am, for the time being, unable to lie." Scowling, I smack his hand away. "Which apparently means I have no

fades to

feeding Fae food to people. Don't ask me what Fae food is, because I don't know. She already told me off

"Sorry."

I've thrown at him, and I pinch my thigh, hard, in hopes the pain gets

this level of diarrhea of the mouth with Sister

secrets, Selene offers, sounding rather grumpy. Your subconscious is probably helping this

Great.

Just fan-fucking-tastic.