Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 230 Ava: Change of Balance

"I'll get the Magister," Marcus offers. "You focus on the those other ones. Try not to flood the room or something."

"I can swim," Vanessa says. "I can probably keep her afloat until you get here."

Their faith in me is so touching. "I'm not going to flood the room, guys."

"Did you know you were going to set a paper on fire before you did it?" Marcus looks stern, but there's a slight twinkle in his eyes, and a little quirk to his smile, that tells me he's becoming more comfortable around me.

At least he's not trying to escape the general vicinity of magic, after being in the Fae Ward for a few days. He's getting used to its existence around him, though he admits that it feels itchy. Vanessa doesn't seem to have the same problem.

Selene, on the other hand…

I'm not sneezing, but all I can smell is refuse. She sounds sour in my head. There's an alley with garbage cans. I guess no one wants to ward their trash.

As Marcus leaves to fetch Magister Orion, my heart clenches in sympathy for my wolf. I wish there was a way to make you more comfortable.

It's fine, Selene replies, though her mental voice sounds strained. I'd rather be here than leave you alone.

Vanessa settles on the bed, her fingers tracing the edges of the rune papers scattered across the covers. She looks up at me, her eyes filled with concern. "How are you holding up, Ava?"

Falling onto my back, I throw my arm over my eyes, blocking out the lights. Every one of my feelings presses down on me, shoving me deeper into the mattress. "Honestly? I feel like I'm missing something huge. Like there's this... I don't know, this looming disaster just waiting to happen, and I can't see it coming."

good news, right? And Lucas is an experienced alpha.

against the sudden spring of tears in my eyes. "But I can't shake this feeling that I should be

to peer in her direction. "Maybe working on your

to agree with her. I really do. But that prickling feeling of unease won't leave me alone. Pulling out my phone, my fingers hover over Lucas's number. I've left him twelve messages since yesterday. "I should call him, just to

I try again, my heart rate picking up with each

busy," Vanessa says, but I can hear the

to

I look at Vanessa, suddenly feeling

she reaches out to squeeze my hand. "It's hard," she admits. "There's no easy way to deal with it. The amount of times I've been left at the hospital

what did

be done. There's always a patient who needs something, or more wounded coming in. There are

Lucas being unreachable is hard for me—newly mated and spending more time away from him than with him—I can only imagine how hard it is for a couple mated as long as Vanessa and

become familiar with. It was there the moment I ran from the Lunar Gala, and only recently

back now, and

a distant look. "Always," she says quietly. "When he's not near, it's like... like I'm missing an arm or a leg. Missing a

you rely

call Lucas. It seems stupid that I ever got that complacent before, when now my entire day revolves around my phone,

only I can reach him. It's been an eye-opening experience. Once I accepted him into my life, as my

he was there to hold us up. He's always been the glue

to call me, with our distance, I realize how much I