Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 168

Chapter 168 Ava: Riot

It isn't impossible, but it might kill her before we get any results. Her answer isn't quite hesitant, but not firm, either.

"You're not telling me something."

It is hard to explain. Selene stands and shakes herself. The only thing we can do is try. But it is a great risk. We should talk to Vanessa before trying, I think, if you wish to have her renounce her pack. As a healer, she might be able to help us through the roughest part.

That makes sense, only—

Selene and I share a startled glance as the chaotic noises from outside crescendo into a cacophony of snarls and shouts. Terror seizes my throat, memories of the party flashing through my mind, but I push past it.

We rush to the window, and my heart nearly stops at the sight below.

It's a full-on brawl. Wolves. Shifters in their human form. They're all locked together, dozens of Blackwood wolves overwhelming the few guards at the lodge.

Ava, we need to go. Selene's voice is sharp in my mind, urging me into action.

We race downstairs, my pulse pounding in my ears. There are no bodyguards to stop me; they're in the fray.

Fuck. I'm going to end up with twenty of them after Lucas hears about this.

"Ava! Get back inside!" Kellan's voice rises above the din, his face a mask of fury as he grapples with a snarling wolf.

Before I can respond, movement catches my eye. A Blackwood. Someone I vaguely recognize.

He launches at me, his body twisting and contorting as he shifts in midair.

But Selene is faster. She meets the wolf head-on, and her snarl sends ice through my bones as she knocks him down.

I guess her body isn't very domestic dog, after all.

Chaos erupts around me. Claws and teeth flash past, barely missing me as I dodge and weave, my bodyguards struggling to form a protective wall between me and the battling wolves. Snippets of conversation reach my ears, painting a grim picture.

"—fuck all of you—"

"—never going to submit—"

and powerful. Clayton. Relief mingles with dread in my gut. He's on his way,

voice is a lifeline, anchoring me to

idea where she is. I can sense her in this mess

to help subdue the riot. Shouts of "traitor" and "bitch" assail

her eyes wild with grief and rage as

guilt and terror freeze me for a second too

throat, squeezing,

me, my hands moving to flip her to the ground. But

the parking stop with a sickening crack. She

God. What have I

battle fading to a dull roar in my ears. I stumble back, my heart hammering against my ribs as I stare at the motionless

Selene's voice, distant and muffled.

lungs seizing in my chest as the reality of what just happened crashes

I killed Todd Mason's mother. Just like

Ava! Get it together!

another wolf before one of

Selene's voice slices through the haze of shock threatening

Another Blackwood wolf, eyes blazing with hatred, lunges at me. My body moves before my mind can fully process the danger, muscle memory from countless training

twist, I use his own momentum

form, my heart pounding against my ribs. Is he dead? Did I just kill another one? But then

the guilt and horror of what I've done. It's easier this time, knowing he's not dead by my hand. But the weight of Todd Mason's mother's lifeless body still

whip around to see Clayton's massive wolf form bounding into the fray, flanked by several other wolves. Their arrival

fight rages on around me, something catches my eye. A shadow in the distance, flickering at the edge of my vision. I squint, trying to make out what it is, but the darkness and the swirling

my mind, my voice tinged with

mix of curiosity and wariness. I don't know what it is, but we need to

even though she can't see me. Let's

my ears as we

gut instinct that I can't ignore. Selene runs at my side, her presence a reassuring constant in the midst of

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