Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 272

Chapter 272 Ava: Self-Care

"Ava?"

My eyes snap open, heart racing as I jolt upright in the armchair. Kellan's face swims into focus, his brows pulled together with concern. For a moment, I'm disoriented, the remnants of a dream clinging to the edges of my consciousness.

"I... what happened?" I mumble, rubbing my eyes. The cottage comes into focus around me, and I remember where I am.

Fell asleep on the armchair while meditating. Oops.

Kellan crouches beside me, his voice low. "You fell asleep here. Are you okay?"

My neck is stiff from the awkward position. Rolling my shoulders, I try to work out the kink. "How long was I out?"

"If you went to bed as soon as I left, it's been about four hours."

I guess that's fine. Daylight is streaming through the windows, so I hop out of the chair with excitement. "Can we see Lucas?"

Kellan holds up a hand. "Whoa, slow down. Visiting hours don't start for a couple more hours. I brought you some clothes and breakfast." He jerks a finger behind him at the table. "Figured you'd want a shower and to get…" He waves his hands vaguely over his body. "Presentable."

Oh.

That's a good idea, too.

"Thanks."

get you when it's time." Giving my shoulder an awkward pat, he adds, "Don't forget to eat. I

"Got it."

* * *

The shower is amazing.

Soap. Shampoo and conditioner that smell

of large and hang off my frame like

yanking and a sore scalp later, my blonde tresses hang free and wild with a bit of natural curl and

Oh, well.

coffee and bacon fills my nostrils, but my appetite is nowhere to be found. Sitting at the small table by the window, I wrap my hands around the warm mug, accepting its heat in lieu of its caffeine. A bacon-and-egg

it hard

far as the eye can

Peaceful.

Serene.

the chaos

Lucas.

a hospital bed, injured and without his memories, sends a sharp pain through my chest. I take a sip of coffee, hoping the bitter liquid will ground

if the bond we share means nothing to him now? If the wolves can't seem to connect with him as alpha, does that

in my mind, each one more

take a bite of the sandwich, knowing I'll need my strength for whatever comes next. The flavors barely register as I

running about, no sounds of training or daily life. It's as if the entire world is holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. Or

in the middle of the apocalypse, so

abstract patterns that remind me of the runes I've been studying. Magic. Another complication in an already complex

want that

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