Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 317

Chapter 317 Ava: Mindscape

Diving into my bond with Selene is like falling into warm clouds. It's an odd feeling to enter a mental space, but she draws me in naturally, her expertise in this space far outstripping mind.

It's as if my body is separate now, almost a distant memory.

I can't feel the air on my skin. Can't feel the ground I'm sitting on. Even the weight of Selene's body against mine is gone.

There's no smell here.

It isn't even accurate to describe this place as darkness.

It's just—void.

This isn't a place of physical senses, but something else. An energy of the mind, with its own current that ebbs and flows.

As I sink deeper, initial comfort gives way to a maelstrom of emotions so intense, so raw, that I nearly lose myself in them. It's as if I'm drowning in a sea of feelings that aren't entirely my own, yet resonate within me on a primal level.

I want to rage at the fleeting memory of my mate rejecting our fate.

I want to cry as I die alone, the last of my pack.

I'm suffused in wonder as my eyes open to a new life.

Panic. Longing. Frustration. Love. They crash over me, intense and impossible to control, coming and going in such fleeting moments that I can't hold my own.

As soon as I recognize a memory as not mine, it's gone, replaced by another that drowns me in how real it feels.

Focus, Ava, Selene's calm voice cuts through the chaos. Let me guide you. Focus on the bond between us. You're drowning in my memories.

The bond between us has a sort of glow that doesn't exist in the real world. Something I can see with my mind's eye, despite there being nothing here.

She steers me through the tumultuous sea. Gradually, I begin to discern a pattern in the chaos, a rhythm that pulses with a familiar energy.

His wolf.

his presence slams into me. Old memories mix with new. Selene's fury mix with her mild exasperation. Her desire to tear out his throat has me raging,

Ava.

me, buffers me from the memories. But this time, the frantic energy of his wolf engulfs me, a whirlwind of recognition, joy, and desperate frustration. He knows me. He

He's half feral already.

whines. Here

in that simple question breaks my heart. I want to reach out, to comfort him, but

at my mind, dragging it with her as we go

it isn't

hope of being reunited has incited a sort of madness in him. Just focus on

storm with my eyes closed. The wolf's emotions buffet me from all sides, each one a vivid burst of sensation. His frustration at being separated from

I hit a

physical in this mental landscape—but it might as well be. One moment I'm swimming through a sea of emotions, and the

in my mind, startling me. I'd almost forgotten about him in the intensity of the experience. This is the barrier we

you need to do is weaken

strange to suddenly fixate on how his wolf has

Selene's words are

cues to ground me, no physical sensations to anchor me to reality. Just emotions,

trying to summon that familiar warmth, but it's not there. It just

"I can't

coming from my body or

I can't tell.

think it might be

looking for it in the wrong way.

the chaos. Find what's distinctly

breath—or at least, I imagine I do. Her words

for Lucas. That's

up. The warmth of his smile, the strength in his arms, the way his eyes light up when he looks at

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