Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 187

Chapter 187 Lisa: Fae Blessed

LISA

Eternity is a bitch.

That's the conclusion I've come to, after being locked in this room.

Living forever, with nothing ever changing? That's enough to drive anyone crazy. No wonder that asshole vampire is the way he is.

Sometimes, I think I've been awake for days; other times, I think I've been asleep for longer. My meals don't seem to come at any consistent time, and Marisol's temper fluctuates every time I see her.

Today, she's cold, nearly throwing the tray in my direction.

Cold soup splatters. The strawberries look wilted. Still, no utensils to make my life easier.

At this point, I'm used to the filth of living here, and even the disgrace of utilizing a waste bucket.

Still, compared to before…

It's pretty good.

That crazy vampire hasn't returned, and I'm never going to complain about his absence.

It's as if Marisol can read my mind, because she suddenly says, sounding childish and petulant, "Master's been searching for a friend for you."

A wilted chunk of strawberry drops from my fingers, gathering dirt as it rolls across the stone floor. "A friend?"

My heart rate increases drastically as I think of Ava.

"A unicorn," she sneers.

Unicorn?

a tiny stone room, chained to the floor with manacles that have my wrists rubbed raw and bleeding, with no clothes, by an insane vampire—I probably shouldn't be so skeptical at the idea of hunting down a

side of me

"A real unicorn?"

way, and a part of me wonders

I miss them.

not to think about them

points to

I straighten, my

my left breast, pulling it up and poking beneath it with one elegantly manicured finger. "There. Fae-blessed. It left

rejection at her touch.

her green eyes sharp as they take in my

girl I met for the first time. Then she was

a devious curve to her

don't like this Marisol

on her body. No bruises. Her skin is clear and unblemished, though still sickly, with that odd translucent

reaction to his absence? To the lack

an

tremble as I lift my breast, peering at the underside. There's nothing there except the birthmark

never thought much of it before. Just an odd quirk of genetics, something that made me unique. My

a sharp sound in the stillness of the

mix of envy and

about?" I demand, crossing my arms across my chest for the little bit of privacy it allows me. The sudden movement makes the chains rattle.

looks at me, her green eyes cold

I glance down at the sad little meal congealing on the tray.

answer my question. What do you mean, blessing? What does this—" I gesture to the

with herself, some internal struggle

turns away, no longer looking

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