Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 179

Chapter 179 Ava: Surprise Visit

Selene lies curled in a patch of moonlight, her head resting on her tail, eyes closed. Her presence usually brings me comfort, but even she can't soothe the anxiety that grips me now.

The room feels more like a prison than a sanctuary, the air thick with unspoken animosity. I glance out the window again, searching the darkness for any sign of movement, any indication that Lucas and the others are okay.

Nothing, of course.

They're miles away.

Their howls fill the air, raising the hair on my arms and the back of my neck.

It takes time, Selene murmurs, her eyes still closed as she basks in the moonlight.

She looks as relaxed as can be, but the edge in her mental voice tells me otherwise.

The knot in my stomach refuses to unravel. It's the same feeling I had before the attack on the party, a sense of impending doom that crawls beneath my skin and sets my nerves on edge.

The two shifters standing guard don't help matters. They're strangers to me, with unfamiliar faces and rigid stances. The tension in the room is palpable. I can't bring myself to attempt conversation, not when every instinct screams that they despise me.

Minutes drag by, and nothing changes.

No updates.

Only the occasional cough from the guard with short hair and a scar under his left eye.

By the unfocused look that comes over their faces here and there, I know they're listening in to the hunt. They know something.

My thoughts keep circling back to Lucas and the others out there hunting the vampire. The not knowing is torture, my imagination conjuring up increasingly horrific scenarios with each passing second.

to the shifters, my words tight

broad-shouldered man with cold brown eyes, regards

embarrassment

head in silent warning. They both turn away from me, their

would normally tell me to stand up for myself and not

she feels the treatment

the silence.

Oh.

Was I wallowing again?

Yes.

Damn it.

starting with a small square, then expanding my field of march. The guards step back, giving me space, though they share a look

cigarette smoke wafts through the air as the tall guard lights up, filling the room with a haze. My nose wrinkles in distaste. "Could you please not smoke in here?" I ask, trying to keep my tone polite

looks at me with disdain, taking a long drag before blowing

hissing under his breath. "Stop it

twisting his features. "She's not

the air from my lungs. I know

said the vampires were only there for her," he continues, jerking

How would she know something like that? Questions swirl in my mind, but before I can voice them, both guards

still-smoldering cigarette from the tall guard's limp fingers. Taking a long drag, she regards

small, vindictive part of me whispers

me, an apologetic smile on her face. "Sorry

now, hackles raised as she positions herself between me and the enigmatic woman.

face. Ava, you'll be pleased to hear that the Mad Prince hasn't been able to

"A merry chase?"

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