Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 331 Ava: Wes

The new wolf turns, and I feel a flicker of recognition. I know him from somewhere, but his name escapes me. He jogs over, a friendly smile on his face. Young. Really young. A little scrawny compared to the others, but broad-shouldered and tan.

Tousled blond hair.

"Hi Luna, I'm Wes. Follow me."

As we start walking, I try to place where I've seen him before. "How are you doing, Wes?"

He shrugs, his smile fading slightly. "It's been rough for everyone, but we're managing."

I study his face, trying to gauge his age. He's barely more than a kid, judging by the patchy scruff across his face. "If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?"

Wes glances at me and laughs. "I'm sixteen."

My eyes widen in shock. "Sixteen," I repeat, my voice soft. Yet he's wearing tactical clothes similar to those my guards wear.

He nods, then adds, "We used to train together under Amara."

That's why I recognize him. Memories of those group training sessions flash through my mind, and I feel a pang of guilt for not remembering him sooner.

"You're a lot different from what the rumors said," Wes comments, pulling me from my thoughts.

I raise an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. I knew there were rumors, but no one's been willing to repeat them in my presence. "Oh? What kind of rumors?"

Wes looks sheepish for a moment. "Well, I used to believe you were just a filthy Blackwood, manipulating the Alpha. That you didn't have a wolf and were utterly worthless." He rushes to add, "But that changed when I watched you training. You worked harder than anyone."

Perhaps not all those eyes I felt on me during training were filled with suspicion or derision. Maybe some, like Wes, were watching with growing respect.

prickly and defensive I've been. How many potential allies

asks, breaking the silence that

resting," I reply, grateful for

in his voice. "It's pretty cool that our Luna has a separate wolf.

to respond to that. But Wes's enthusiasm is infectious, and I find myself smiling

"But tell me more about

I'm worrying about training and school, and the next we're running for our lives. But..." He straightens his shoulders, a determined look in his eyes. "I want to

in companionable silence for a few moments before Wes speaks up again. "We're almost there. The storage area is just around this

compared to

me the way, Wes. And thank you for being honest with me. It means a

* * *

no one's

tuna, and several jars of peanut butter and jelly. There's flour and sugar, but no

Oatmeal. Some boxes of cereal and a shelf filled with

"Is this all?"

but we do have people going out to hunt. There's a small vegetable garden, and we're making a greenhouse to

"I see."

the nearly barren shelves has my stomach twisting. It's sobering to be

people most worried about right

before settling back on me. "Well, Luna, there's a lot of concern because Alpha hasn't been around much lately. But honestly, most of the

"How are people coping?"

taking it day by day," Wes says with a shrug. "It's

as I consider my next

internal struggle playing out in his eyes. Slowly, he lowers his head, avoiding

press on. "Are they talking