Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 270 Lisa: Bracelet

LISA

I blink rapidly, my mind struggling to process what's happening.

The glint of the bracelet the Grand Sage slapped onto my wrist catches my eye. Could it be some kind of cloaking device? He does love his magitech. It would make sense that it has multiple uses.

Ryder steps forward, his brow furrowed as he looks at all of us.

He can see me, but it's like he doesn't really notice me.

Worry is etched into every line of his face. "Dr. Blackwell," he says, sounding relieved. "We're having problems with our phones."

"Yes, so I was informed." The Grand Sage looks at all the wolves with interest. "Shall we go inside? I'm going to need everyone's devices in order to check on the situation."

"Of course." Ryder snaps his fingers at the other wolves, who follow behind us without a word. Everyone seems on edge, shoulders tense and eyes wary.

As we step into the farmhouse, the sight before me steals my breath. Injured shifters lie scattered across the floor, their bodies arranged on blankets in a makeshift triage. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood, leaving me nauseated.

Two women I don't recognize flit between the injured, their hands steady as they tend to wounds. Their faces are grim, etched with determination and exhaustion. I'm rooted to the spot, overwhelmed by the sheer scale of suffering before me.

voice breaks through my shock. "I apologize for the mess, Dr. Blackwell. We're still setting up after our...

This wasn't a planned

myself—waves off the apology. "No

did you get here? Our communications have been down, and

waiting for our cover to be blown. But the Grand Sage merely clears his throat, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Ah, well, that's

Instead, he leads us to a battered kitchen table, pulling out his phone. "Well, whatever your methods, we're glad you're here. This is my phone. Mia,

into her pocket and places her phone on the table. Mia, however, hesitates.

with fear and frustration. "We don't even know this guy, and now we're just handing over our

growls, his voice low and threatening.

I find myself shrinking back instinctively. Mia's shoulders slump in defeat, and she reluctantly places her phone on the table with the

the devices, his movements calm and assured. "You three will be fine for now,"

or maybe a warning. I can't quite tell, and it does nothing to settle the

the wolves. They're injured, cut off from communication, and now relying on the help

who isn't who he

hope shit doesn't hit the

woman tending to

my voice barely above a

to a young man with a nasty gash on his arm. "Clean the wound,

shifter, my hands shaking slightly as