Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 250

Chapter 250 Ava: Clear Her Mind

My phone rings, and I nearly leap out of bed to reach for it.

Marcus grabs it as I fall into an unceremonious tangle of blankets and legs on the floor, staring at me with an impassive face that hides his amusement.

I know he's laughing inside, because there are little crinkles at the corners of his eyes, and his jaw's a little tenser than normal, as if holding back laughter.

"Unknown number," he reports, handing it to me.

Damn. Not Lucas.

Then again, maybe it is.

I answer eagerly, before I'm free of the mess I've created. "Hello?"

"Is this Alpha Westwood's mate?" The voice is soft and feminine, her words coming out in a rush.

I don't recognize it. "Yes. Who is this?"

"You must return to the pack, or everyone will be slaughtered." The woman's voice trembles, urgency lacing every breathy word. "You can't trust the Fae."

My heart leaps into my throat. The room spins, and I grip the phone tighter, its edges cutting into my fingers. "What? Who is this? What's happening?"

"There's no time to explain. Just come back as soon as you can. We need you."

"But who's in danger? What's going on?" My voice rises, panic seeping into every syllable.

"Everyone. Or else Alpha—"

The line goes dead.

"Hello? Hello!" I shout into the phone, but there's nothing but silence.

Marcus snatches it out of my hands, hands tapping at the screen. "Can't dial back."

No surprise there; the number didn't even show up. I struggle out of the tangle of blankets trapping my legs. "We need to go back. Everyone's in danger."

He frowns. "Ava, calm down. Sit, first."

"I can't calm down. Lucas—"

He shoves a hand over my mouth, shoving me back until my knees hit the bed.

him over

he repeats, his heavy brows drawn in as his eyes bore into mine. "You need to

crazy. It's a war drum, each beat reverberating through my body. The rush of blood in my ears wants to drown out the world, but I force myself to

expression. Narrow

I'm about

lungs and stretching them as far as I can bear, before

hand drops from my mouth as he takes a step back, giving me

helps me feel less trapped by the

say, my voice steadier than I feel inside. "What do I need

"First, we can't trust random phone calls. Anyone could be on the other end

if it's not? What if Lucas and the pack really are in danger? We can't reach them—doesn't it lead credence to what

you're worried. But we need to be smart about this. You

"—or worse."

course

and instinct, and I

deep breath, ignoring how small I feel when I realize how much I'm still lacking. Being upset

myself to think logically, I take a moment to mull it

I can just ask Marcus what to do, but there's a reason he isn't throwing

job,

call, vague statements, and a voice

Wait.

the Fae Ward. It

I hadn't realized how

encouragement in his voice makes it feel like we're

it helps

Westwood's mate. She didn't call me by name,

"Good. Keep

or call me Luna?" That's what the other wolves do, when they find out I'm his mate. Even without

he agrees.

back. "She said I can't trust

Another nod.

the Fae. Only Lucas." Everyone who knew is

Blackwood wolf would know my name." And very few know I'm mated to Lucas. "None of

"Exactly."

my back straightening and my chin

else that

don't think so. She was cut off in the middle of talking about Lucas…" My voice

up, I'm surprised to see his nose wrinkle in disgust. "Just call him Renard. He is no longer

Ah.

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