Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 376

Chapter 376 Lisa: First Kill

LISA

Mira stands in front of me, fully wolfed out, gray fur bristling.

Snow crunches beneath my boots as I back a little further away.

Something isn't right. Ten massive wolves wrestle with the Westwood wolves, brutally aggressive, and yet not a single one glances my way.

A gray wolf—one of our guards, I'm pretty sure—flies past us, blood matting his fur. He slams into a tree with a sickening crack. My stomach lurches. I can't recognize the wolves by sight like Ava does, because they all look alike. Only Kellan stands out from the rest, a little larger and more russet than gray.

He launches at two attackers, his teeth finding purchase in one's throat, trying to pull him to the ground. But these wolves don't seem to notice pain.

The brace on my wrist is warm, already charged with a few drops of blood and ready to fire. But there's no way I can use it with them all tangled together like this. I'm as liable to hit one of my guards as I am an enemy.

My fingers hover over the brace. If I can just get a clear shot...

But it doesn't look like that's happening anytime soon.

Another guard crashes nearby, his leg bent at an impossible angle. Still, not one of the attacking wolves turns our way. It's like Mira and I are invisible, or...

"They're only targeting the pack," I murmur.

But how do they know?

Kellan roars in pain as three wolves pin him down. My heart leaps into my throat. The brace grows hot against my skin, responding to my panic.

But why avoid me? Unless...

Unless someone wants me alive.

No. That's crazy. Who would—

me in an instant.

my veins. My muscles lock up as

and I jerk around while stumbling back,

of me, and I'm already raising my

No.

My whole body trembles.

All wrong. Her delicate features remain unchanged, that same pixie-like face that had brought me food in that dark cell. But power radiates from her. Or something does, anyway,

same musical lilt I remember, but now it scrapes against my ears like broken

aimed straight for her face. But I can't say the words. Can't make my body respond to my mind. I'm frozen in fear and memories I've done my

eyes hold me captive, as if all this freedom

My lungs won't work. The sounds of fighting fade to a

before. Just like that cell. Just like every nightmare since. I can't

and I'm not the same helpless girl I was then. This time I have

I can see

large enough to contain all my terror. All my rage. All the helplessness of those days lost in darkness. The grief over

carries a note of confusion, her eyes moving to the

consume her from the inside out, turning those toxic green eyes to ash. My lips

"Fire."

Mira's blood splashed

fifty yards out. Destroying them so they

Westwood wolf entangled with this

thrown into this moment, in the lance so clearly depicted in my head, in the horrible death I'm wishing upon this woman. This person I once thought of as

all the rage held in my soul. She has less than a second to

into her chest, just

with shock. Her mouth forms a perfect 'o' of surprise. Then the flames burst outward

Nothing I was prepared for; it's acrid and sweet, like burning hair mixed with rotting meat. My

bone burning away to

a silhouette of pure light, so bright it burns spots in my vision. Then

have time

on the smell of her death. The snow beneath my boots is stained with Mira's blood, and now the air is

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