Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 226

Chapter 226 Ava: War is Here (I)

Magister Orion personally escorts us up the mysterious spiral staircase to two adjoining rooms, promising to begin my training in the morning.

The moment the door closes behind him, I pull out my phone, unsurprised to see no new texts or phone calls. Sister Miriam did say only the occasional ones text would come through.

So I call Lucas.

He answers on the first ring.

"Are you okay?"

His question is more of a shouted demand for an answer, and I hold the phone several inches away from my ear, blinking at the force of his volume. "Yes. I'm fine. Did you get Kellan's messages?"

"Do you need help? When can you come home? Why won't our phone calls connect? Is everyone treating you okay? Are you in danger? Have you eaten?"

"No. Soon. I don't know. Yes. No. Not yet." My lips curve at the way his questions barrage my ear.

"I miss you."

"I miss you too, Ave. So much." Lucas's voice softens, the rough edges smoothing into something tender that wraps around my heart. "I understand why you're there. I do. But I don't like it."

conversation, Vanessa catches my eye, tilting her head toward the adjoining room. Marcus follows, the door

with the same ultimate theme: Is the city safe? Can

Sister Miriam promised. Even Sister Miriam can't come here." I settle onto the edge of the bed, the plush comforter dipping

I'm okay."

aren't going to keep you there forever?" The suspicion in his words is both legitimate and something that makes little giggles bubble in the back of my

"No. Actually—"

changes as he pulls away from the phone to tell someone to enter. I try to listen

the hospital and wounded, which has ice forming into an anxious ball in the pit of my

the Council." Exhaustion roughens his tone, grim and heavy. The ball of ice transforms into a lead weight that drops my stomach straight

"What kind of uproar?"

by the static crackle of his sigh. "One of the other alphas separated from the Council. He's claiming we overstepped our bounds, abused our authority by allowing

legs turn to jelly. Sliding onto the bed,

war

a punch. War. The weight of it steals my breath, leaves me reeling. "What do you

yet. Our forces are too scattered, spread over too wide an area. We're working with the other alphas on bringing reinforcements, but

from my throat, fierce and unyielding. "Westwood is my pack too, Lucas. I

wants to say. "It might be a blessing in disguise that you're there. It was the last place I

want

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