Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 273

Chapter 273 Ava: My Lucas

The hospital is a scurry of activity, more than I expected considering its small size.

Nurses and doctors rush through the long hallway, their footsteps echoing. The 'Staff Only' door behind the reception desk is in constant motion, barely staying shut for more than a few seconds at a time.

Kellan leans in close to the receptionist, speaking in hushed tones. This woman's different from the one we encountered earlier, but her demeanor towards Kellan is just as warm. A hint of a smile plays at the corners of her mouth as she nods along to whatever he's saying.

Lisa's going to be pissed, once she finds out Kellan's her mate. She's not one to share.

Hopefully she gets here soon. The need to see her is only second to my gnawing ache without Lucas by my side.

"Ava." Kellan's voice cuts through my musings. "This way."

With each step, my heart rate picks up. Finally. I can finally see my mate.

The bond within my chest sings in my veins.

Deep breaths, I remind myself. In through the nose, out through the mouth. It doesn't do much to calm the lightheadedness that's creeping in, making the fluorescent lights overhead seem too bright, too harsh.

It's as if every pair of eyes in this hospital is trained on me, judging my every move. I know it's ridiculous. These people are far too busy with their own tasks to care about some random woman walking down the hall. But the paranoia clings to me like a second skin, making my palms sweat and my steps falter.

Get it together, Ava. You're being ridiculous.

We come to a stop outside a closed door. My breath catches in my throat.

Kellan raises his hand and knocks, the sound impossibly loud in the quiet hallway.

source of comfort, now sends a chill down my spine. It's cold, brusque, lacking any of the warmth

does a

bed. The bond in my chest flares to

My mate.

He looks... broken. Exhausted. One leg is encased in a stark white cast, his opposite arm secured in a sling. Bandages crisscross his exposed skin, a

alpha I know is nowhere to

is his

itch to touch him, to soothe, to heal. But I'm rooted to the spot,

of recognition, no hint of the intensity that usually blazes between us. He regards me with the same polite disinterest he might show a

the situation crashes down on me. He doesn't know me. My mate, the other half

he sense

that disappeared for

voice breaks the silence as he

a truck," Lucas replies, his

words are like a physical blow. I struggle to breathe, to keep my face

his tone careful.

mate?" He looks at me again, more intently this time, but

assures him quickly. "The doctors said your memory might

myself to step closer to the bed, summoning a smile that feels brittle and false on my face. "Hi, Lucas," I manage, hating how small and uncertain my voice

that he'll suddenly remember everything. But after a

I lie, even as my heart splinters. "You've been through

of the bed, careful not to jostle him. Up close, the extent of his injuries is even more apparent. Bruises mottle his skin in shades of purple and yellow. There's a nasty gash above his left eyebrow, held

gesture vaguely, wanting to touch him but

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