Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 191

Chapter 191 Ava: Mom's Legacy (IV)

Vanessa's visit is a welcome distraction from Selene's refusal to come out from beneath the bed.

She's searched thoroughly, even her bag of medical supplies, before Marcus allows her to step foot into my room, as if she hasn't been one of my biggest supporters since stepping onto Westwood lands.

"Looks like security's been upgraded," she says with a laugh. "I owe Vester dinner."

"Dinner?" Watching as she slides the blood pressure cuff over my arm, I smile faintly. "Did you guys have a bet?"

"We always have a bet going. I usually win. Uncross your legs and relax your arms."

A quick check of all my vitals has her nodding in approval. "Still doing good. Did you get any check-ups done while you were back on pack lands?"

"Nope."

"Of course you didn't." She snaps my file closed with a sigh. "Kellan should have thought about it while you were there, but with everything going on… Mmm. I can see how it would be missed."

The entire pack is in an uproar. I've barely seen Lucas in two days.

"They have the entire Council coming. Even Clayton. Kellan's here to take over for the duration of their emergency session," I explain, not sure how much Vester's told her.

"So I've heard. Open your mouth." Using her tongue depressor to clear her field of view, she inspects the back of my throat with a soft hum. "Your tonsils are swollen. Have you been snoring?"

"I have no idea." Of course, my mouth is open with what looks like a popsicle stick holding down my tongue, so it comes out more like, "A-ha-ho-ihea."

Yes, Selene offers up from her place beneath the bed, as Vanessa finishes violating my mouth with her depressor.

After swallowing a few times and moistening my mouth, I mutter, "Selene says yes."

"We'll keep an eye on it. Hopefully you aren't about to come down with a cold or anything." There's a dubious note to Vanessa's voice, and I remember that she's a healer to shifters.

They don't get things like colds. Or illness in general.

Injury-related issues, sure.

Or poisons.

supposedly 'retired'? An aging shifter is not

if

"Vanessa—"

all my limbs and my chest and back, nodding to herself at times and occasionally giving me orders, like take a deep breath or

to be back to your normal self, which is great news for Jericho. He wants

become more mature, responsible, and (above all)

there isn't a part of me that wishes power would just appear in front of me and embrace me within it, so I don't have to go through

it actually happens to people, so I straighten my slumped shoulders, clear my throat, and meet Vanessa's amused stare with as much professionalism and Luna-like

too hard. I warned him to take it

"Small blessings."

"You're the one who told him you wanted to get

of training is a circle of Hell that's better left undisturbed." Watching her brings a cozy sort of comfort to my chest. Something deeper

but it's

fingers twist around each other, a nervous habit I can't seem

at hand. "I have." She zips her medical bag closed and sets it on the floor, watching me. "When do you want to visit the hospital? I'm assuming you'd rather do it sooner than

again, after our last disastrous encounter, sends an Arctic shudder down my spine. But I want answers. "How about in the

"Trying to avoid training with Jericho, are we? But tonight would

my mother is far worse than any hell Jericho could put me through on the training grounds, but

up to other members of the pack," Vanessa says, changing the subject, as if realizing I don't want to

She probably does.

good at things

our conversation, but I know he's heard every word. I'm

a little overwhelming, but I'm trying

My lips quirk, just a little. "Someone really opened my eyes, and I've

already called me several times, you know. Making sure I won't

widen, horror washing over me. "He

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