Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 331

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.

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

asks, breaking the silence that had fallen

grateful for the

voice. "It's pretty cool that our Luna has a separate wolf. It's all anyone's been

not sure how to respond to that. But Wes's enthusiasm is infectious, and I find myself smiling despite my

"But tell me

lives. But..."

few moments before Wes speaks up again. "We're almost

hasn't been feeding me in relative luxury compared to the others. Not that sandwiches are particularly luxurious in normal times, but these days

for showing me the way, Wes. And thank you

* * *

no one's

beans and rice, cans of tuna, and several jars of peanut butter

jars for protein shakes. Oatmeal. Some boxes of cereal and a shelf filled with Pop-Tarts, with a simple paper taped

"Is this all?"

a small vegetable garden, and we're making a greenhouse to

"I see."

stomach twisting. It's sobering

people most worried about right

area before settling back on me. "Well, Luna, there's a lot of concern because Alpha

"How are people coping?"

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

knot forms in my throat as I consider my next question. "Wes, have

face freezes, and I can see the internal struggle playing out in his eyes. Slowly, he lowers his head,

but I press on. "Are

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