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.

stepping back from Lucas's embrace. "They

for a moment before he turns to his beta and delta. As they begin to speak in low, urgent tones, I slip away, heading

it all, her entire body stained with blood and dirt. She moves

treated herself at all,

we need all the help we can get. The evacuees are

I want to yell at her to take care of herself first, but I get it. A sprained ankle is bad, but it's nothing compared to the wounds of others. "What do you need me

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another, my hands shaking but determined. I've lost track of time, the hours blending into a haze of bandages, stitches,

gauze

the supply closet, nearly colliding with a familiar face. It's the human receptionist from my first day at

she hands me a stack of gauze

catches me off guard, but there's no time to dwell on it. "Thanks.

that's a small blip on my radar, and

of emergencies begins to ebb. The return of the evacuees

rich aroma of coffee mingles with the gentler scent of herbal tea, a little pick me up for all of us as we dash

into my cold hands as I take a moment to breathe. The lobby is quieter now, the frantic energy of earlier replaced by a

severe cases under the watchful eyes of the doctors, I find myself at a loss. My body aches, my mind reels from the night's events, and I'm

wall, looking as exhausted as I feel. Without a word, we both slide down to sit on

watching the slow, methodical movements of the mops. The quiet

No chatter.

No screams.

No sobbing.

tonight, Ava," Vanessa says after

her, surprised by the compliment. "Me? Vanessa, I watched you work

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