Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 340

Chapter 340 Ava: Reunited Mates

A shimmer in the air draws my attention back to Aurum. His massive form begins to shrink and change, fur giving way to skin, until Lucas stands before me in his human form.

I don't remember deciding to move, but suddenly I'm running towards him. We collide in a tangle of limbs, holding each other so tightly it's hard to breathe. But I don't care. He's here, he's back, and nothing else matters.

"You're back," I whisper into his chest, my voice thick with emotion. "God, Lucas, you're really back."

His arms tighten around me, and I feel his lips press against the top of my head. "Thanks to you," he murmurs. "You took care of everyone. Thank you, Ava."

I pull back slightly, looking up into his face. His eyes are the same, filled with warmth and love, but there's something else there now—a depth, a wildness that wasn't there before. It's breathtaking and a little terrifying.

My gaze drifts back to the bodies laid out nearby, and a wave of guilt washes over me. "I couldn't save them all," I say, my voice barely audible. "I tried, but I—"

Lucas cuts me off, pulling me back into his embrace. "You did everything you could," he says firmly. "More than anyone could have expected. You protected our pack, Ava. You led them when I couldn't."

Kellan and Vester approach, also covered in blood, with a bleak look on their faces.

I know they need to speak with him, to update him on everything that's happened. And I have somewhere I need to be, too.

This isn't the time for our reunion.

He's Alpha.

I'm Luna.

We have jobs to do.

embrace. "They need you. I should help

on me for a moment before he turns to his beta and delta. As they begin

is one of organized chaos. Vanessa is at the center of it all, her entire body stained with blood and dirt. She moves from patient to patient with practiced efficiency, barking orders

guarantee she hasn't treated herself at all, running

her voice clipped. "Good, we need all the help we can get. The

I get it. A sprained ankle is bad, but it's nothing compared to the wounds of others. "What do you need

* * *

as I rush from one patient to another, my hands shaking but determined. I've lost

more gauze over

a familiar face. It's the human receptionist from my first day at

Luna," she says, her tone respectful as she hands me a stack of gauze pads. "Is

but there's no time to dwell on it. "Thanks. Can

But that's a small blip on my radar, and I shrug it off as I head

the tide of emergencies begins to ebb. The return of the evacuees helped. All

around a tray of steaming cups. The rich aroma of coffee mingles with the gentler scent of

the warmth seeping into my cold hands as I take a moment to breathe. The

I find myself at a loss. My body

as exhausted as I feel. Without a word, we both slide down to sit on the floor, our backs against the cool surface. Two young she-wolves

there, watching the slow, methodical

No chatter.

No screams.

No sobbing.

Ava," Vanessa says after a

you work for hours. What you did to keep

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