Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 244 Lisa: Seriously, It's Just Weird

LISA

At the mention of Ava's name, my heart clenches. God, I hope she's okay. I haven't seen her since…

I push the memories away, focusing on the present. "What does Ava have to do with this?"

"Everything," he says simply. "Your friend is at the center of events that could reshape our future, Lisa. She needs allies. People she can trust. People like you."

I shake my head, too confused. I'm missing huge chunks of the picture.

"Sorry, I don't understand. What events? What's happening to Ava? Isn't she safe with Lucas?"

The old man sighs, suddenly looking every bit his advanced age. "She is safe enough, I suppose. But the danger is always present, waiting for the right moment to strike. Decades, if not centuries, of planning have come to fruition, and we're only just learning of it. For now, I will have to apologize as we leave you in the dark a little longer. Just know that you're in a safe place."

"So why tell me anything at all?" I demand, my patience wearing thin. "Why not just leave me in the dark?"

"Because I don't need a human gallivanting off to what she thinks is freedom, only to be snatched up once again." He peers over his spectacles. "You thought of escape at least once, didn't you?"

My cheeks heat a little, even as my chin lifts. The stubbornness deep within me is coming back to life, at least a little certain that I'm safe enough to snap back. "Wouldn't you, in my shoes?"

"Indeed." He chuckles, sipping at his tea again, with the elegant air of a gentleman. Someone you'd see on those TV shows about posh royalty in England. "Hopefully I'll have a little more clear information for you soon enough, to prepare you in the times ahead."

I laugh, the sound bitter even to my own ears. "Prepared? For what? More kidnappings? Torture? Sexual assault?

You know, in the human world, I was never kidnapped. And even Ava has never been kidnapped in the human world. But add werewolves to the mix?" I snap my fingers. "Kidnapped. Twice! And don't get me started on the assault rates in werewolves compared to humans.

I thought humans were bad, but between the wolves and vampires…"

The old man's face softens with sympathy. "I am truly sorry for what you've endured, Lisa. No one should have to suffer as you have. But I promise you, what I offer is not more pain. It's a chance to make a difference. To protect your friend and perhaps save many lives."

But something in his tone, in the earnestness of his gaze, gives me pause. Despite my suspicion of

mean?" I ask

gives you a little edge when dealing with wolves and vampires." He points a finger in my direction. "Not as much

that phrase.

sounds more like a

words stop abruptly when I realize I'm about to gesture at my breast

was happy when

found in the human world.

point at my chest.

He nods.

said anything.

with an intensity that

"are those who were

"A second chance? What do you

to say. "They were stillborn

me like a punch to the gut. Stillborn? Is he

I think of my mother, of the love and warmth I've always felt from her. Had she

their grief and desperation, make

my mother's what, a zombie? That doesn't seem right.

if to calm me. "I see what you're thinking. The bargain doesn't always result in immediate death. Your mother

nod. Of course she

your mother does eventually

thought. The idea of my mother's soul being consumed by some otherworldly being is horrifying. But then another thought

voice barely above a whisper. "If I was stillborn... does that mean I'm not

human, Lisa. The Fae magic brought you to life, but it didn't change your fundamental nature. You're simply enhanced. For every child brought back to life, a tiny piece of a High Fae Priestess'

mix of emotions I can't quite sort out. Fear, confusion, a strange sort of wonder, and underneath it all, a simmering

"Why would the Fae do this?