Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 256

Chapter 256 Ava: The World Burns

Acarus holds up his hands. "Calm down, little witch. Your alpha is alive."

Alive.

What a weird way to put it.

Wouldn't someone normally say, your alpha is fine?

"What happened?" I ask, sitting back in the chair as I focus my gaze on Acarus.

"Great change. Rebellion. The end of days."

I frown. "What do you mean, a great change?"

The air is heavy, making it hard to breathe. Or maybe it's just that my chest is tight.

Acarus leans forward, his eyes intense. "The supernatural communities have risen up against the limitations imposed by human laws. It's not just the wolf packs. Registered communities, unregistered cities—they're all involved. War is everywhere."

Marcus's brow furrows. "How widespread is this unrest?"

"It started here," Acarus explains, "but once the media caught wind of it, riots spread to large communities across the country. This anger has been simmering for a long time. Many feel the humans have chained us with their biased laws."

My heart races. "Just tell me what happened to Lucas," I demand, worry coloring my tone.

Acarus inclines his head, his expression softening slightly. "He's recovering in a hospital."

Relief and consternation flow through me. A hospital? Then that means he was injured. How? Why? By who?

"Westwood is now under the control of rogue supernaturals. And Blackwood... My apologies, Ava. Alpha Renard has retaken it."

Lucas has been defeated.

And my father's back in power.

The implications make my head spin.

Marcus speaks up, his voice tight with concern. "That doesn't explain why we haven't been able to contact anyone from the packs."

Acarus sighs. "Most modern communication methods have been hijacked. It's impossible to contact people via phone. I'm not familiar with the technical terms, but it's some form of hacking. It's beyond even what humans are capable of. Probably the work of gnomes or Fae."

is it even possible to

clarifies. "That is as much as I understand. Beyond that, you would have to discuss with someone familiar with

sense of it all. Then, a thought strikes me.

an eyebrow, surprise evident in his features. "You still care about the

deny immediately, wondering if I'll ever outlive that presumption. "It's just... Clayton's been in Westwood

not certain." He pauses, his gaze intense. "Ava, I don't think you understand how much the world has changed. Perhaps it is

Acarus suggests showing me what he means, Marcus and Vanessa tense up like coiled

not a good idea to bring Ava outside right now," Marcus says, his voice low and firm. "We

mix of amusement and bewilderment. "There's an easier way to show her what I

of Marcus and Vanessa, a pang of guilt hitting me as I realize they haven't even had a chance to take

say anything, he's already leading us into the

flickers to life under Acarus's touch, and suddenly, the world I thought I knew shatters into a

the screen, the reporter's voice tight with barely contained panic as she describes the scene unfolding behind her. New York

my throat as the camera pans across streets I don't recognize, littered with... bodies. So many bodies. The reporter's words wash

across the city... hospitals overwhelmed...

want to look away, but I can't. My eyes are glued to the screen, taking in every horrific detail. Smoke rises from burning buildings, casting an apocalyptic haze over the cityscape. People run through the streets, their

one of them stops for a quick interview. They all

Run.

Run for your lives.

scrolling headlines at the bottom of the screen hammer home the reality of

ARMAGEDDON: SUPERNATURALS BETRAY HUMANITY

UPRISING: NO

100,000 IN

DEMANDS SENT

before me. I feel Marcus's

humans and supernaturals

will never trust us again. Will we have to

the moment, my feelings growing distant and dim as I watch

reporter and the camera

anchors safe in a building somewhere, citing technical difficulties. Instead, we follow

all, and a lot of

down,"

they take down

on, is the camera still

Let

brushes dirt off the lens. We can see

debris everywhere. We're safe,

York City aren't isolated, as riots inundate every major city…" The camera returns to

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