Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 378 Ava: Mira's Choice

"This wasn't how our trip was supposed to go," Vanessa murmurs, watching as an entire horde of wolves descend upon us.

Vester leads them all. Apparently there was a huge ruckus over the position, but Lucas lost because he was terrible at rock-paper-scissors. (I didn't know important things could be decided by a fist or two fingers, but there it is.)

Instead, our venerable Alpha—my beloved mate—sent orders in no uncertain terms. Get Ava's ass home as soon as possible, taint be damned. According to Vester, that's a direct quote.

Until we know what's going on, it's too unsafe for me to be far from Wolf's Landing.

It's a typical Lucas move, but I can't disagree with the decision, even as my stomach churns at the idea of leaving that dense patch of corruption behind.

Crunching a small patch of pristine snow beneath my boots, I wait as people discuss and confer and do all their tactical-minded decisions. It leaves me, Lisa, and Vanessa off to the side, just waiting for our escort home.

Being around here with so many wolves should make me feel more at ease. There's protection everywhere, right? But that also means there are more potential targets. More lives I'm responsible for.

Mira's loss is already too much to this pack of aggressive rogue wolves and a vampire's thrall.

Lisa's shoulders stop shaking as she wipes her face with the back of her hand. Her eyes remain red and puffy, but the wild panic from earlier has settled into something quieter. More controlled.

"Why was she even out here?" Lisa's voice cracks. "She was pregnant. She should have been safe inside the compound."

"Lisa—"

duty? What kind of pack puts their pregnant women in danger? It

her own path." Vanessa's voice cuts through the frigid air, firm but not unkind. A tone carrying the weight of her experience. "We're not delicate flowers to be

blinks, taken aback by the healer's

over her concerns about her pregnancy, and also came to me

would

beside us, her hands folded in her lap, as she answers Lisa's question. "She never sat on

been slowly picking up speed as the

assigned her. No one forced her. She chose to be here because she believed

Lisa's breath hitches.

diminish the strength she showed throughout her life. Mira

"But her baby—"

rests on her own stomach, so subtle I almost miss it. "We're wolves, Lisa. Our

twist in her lap as she absorbs Vanessa's words.

instead. Or worse."

like they're done talking. We'll be heading home soon. You'll feel better after a hot shower and some sleep. It won't take the pain away, but it'll help calm

Death walks hand in hand with our kind—we face it, accept it, honor it. The price of freedom is

I understand Lisa's pain. Because I, too, carry the weight of every wolf's death on

my best friend's arm, steering her toward the sled.

her feet in the snow, stubborn

in shock. Your body needs