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—

suddenly with a vicious snarl, bounding behind me in an instant.

muscles lock up as a primal part of my

I jerk around while stumbling back,

me, and I'm already raising my arm,

No.

My whole body trembles.

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, with an aura of darkness and fire. Her unnatural green eyes practically glow like fluorescent toxicity, and her

against my ears like broken glass. It's strange, like it isn't her speaking, even though her mouth moves with her words. "Did you

Can't make my

Those horrible, beautiful eyes hold me captive, as if all

grasping tendrils. My legs won't move. My lungs won't work. The sounds of fighting fade to a distant roar

cell. Just like every

not the same helpless girl

whisper. In my head, all I can see is a giant

ten feet long and thick as my arm. Its tip blazes white-hot, the shaft a swirling inferno of orange and gold. Something large enough to contain all my terror. All my rage. All the helplessness of those days lost in darkness. The grief over Mira's body, just lying there, surrounded

her

the lance piercing straight through her chest, burning away the darkness that writhes beneath her skin. The flames would consume her from the inside out, turning those toxic green

"Fire."

from me, with Mira's blood splashed on her face and clothes. With just a few steps, I could

on giant trees, perfecting my aim from fifty yards out. Destroying them so they teeter and fall,

entangled with this thrall of the

way of all the emotions I've 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 a victim, and now see

surprise as at all as the lance bursts forth, blazing with all the

into her chest,

'o' of surprise. Then the flames burst outward from

like burning hair mixed with rotting meat. My stomach heaves

bone burning away to

light, so bright it burns spots in

didn't even have

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

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