Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 201

Chapter 201 Ava: Steve (II)

Steve taps her pen against her lips as the kid from the reception desk leans in to whisper something in her ear. I can't make out the words, but whatever he says makes Steve's eyebrows shoot up.

She nods slowly, her gaze flicking back to me with renewed intensity.

Shifting uncomfortably in my chair, I glance at Kellan. What I want is reassurance, but instead I notice the tense set of his jaw, the new wrinkles around the corners of his eyes, and a slight tic in his cheek.

It's a subtle tell, but one I recognize. He's on edge.

And that's when it hits me. Kellan may be willing to work with these people, but that doesn't mean he trusts them. It doesn't mean they're on our side.

Who are these strange, unsettling children?

I swallow hard, my mouth gone dry. Kellan's tension is contagious, seeping into my own muscles, coiling them tight.

What's going on, Ava?

Selene's mental voice is too soft, probably from the distance between us.

Things are weird here, Selene.

I don't feel like we're in danger, but there's definitely something that leaves me unsettled, with chills rushing down my back and arms.

Her worry carries through the bond between us. Be careful, Ava.

Straightening in my chair, I take a deep breath. Then another. If Kellan brought me here, there's a reason for it. Lucas trusts him. I do, too.

My attention snaps back to Steve as she asks me a question.

you been in contact

"Fae?"

to Kellan, whose jaw tightens even further, then back to

into my eyes with unsettling intensity. A wave of

I manage, averting my gaze. The nausea

magic could interfere with a wolf's hearing

contact, and I look away again.

"Alright, I'll take your denial at face

his throat. "Can you look into the

shrugs, her demeanor nonchalant. "I

blink, realizing belatedly that he wants my phone. After fumbling in my pocket, I retrieve it and place it into his palm, watching as he passes it

She arches an eyebrow.

to check the call,"

the lingering nausea. Once prompted, I mumble my phone number, watching

and my skin itches

more comfortably on the chair, my head twinges, a dull ache settling behind

"The call came from the general area of

exchange a confused glance, but Steve

prefers 'Unregistered city,' I

my spine. Dakota Sanctuary. It sounds almost mystical, a far cry from the ominous reputation of

sure?" Kellan

nods. "As sure as I can be. It's hard, though. That area is a dead zone

to Steve, my gratitude genuine despite my unease.

"Don't mention it. Seriously, don't. I have a

a weak smile. In this world of wolves and magic, it seems

take our leave, stepping out into the harsh glare of daylight. The warehouse

did you bring us here?" I ask Kellan as he slides into the driver's seat of our

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