Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 407

Chapter 407 Ava: Delirious Mutterings

Vanessa's coming.

Selene's sudden warning jolts me out of my I'm-not-that-tired couch nap. You know, the kind where you sit down and think, I'm not that tired, and wake up hours later? Yeah. One of those.

"Is it about Ivy?" My voice is more croak than words, but thankfully she's able to pluck the words straight out of my head.

I would assume so.

My muscles protest as I shift on the couch, stiff from sleeping in an awkward position. Selene's claws click against the wooden floor as she makes her way to the door, her silver fur catching the dim light. Only one lamp is on, which in hindsight might be why I fell asleep. It's too dark in here.

A sharp, quick succession of knocks rap against the door.

"Come in." My voice is still rough. A series of pops accompany my stretch. Relief floods through my spine, and I cough to clear my throat.

Vanessa opens the door, her hair pulled back in a messy bun. She smells like antiseptic, which isn't unusual for someone in the medical profession.

"Sorry to wake you." She steps inside, looking exhausted. "But I thought you'd want to know about Ivy's condition."

I straighten, my fuzzy brain slowly clearing. "Has something changed?"

"She's stable. Her fever's down, but still elevated. She woke up for a few minutes, but thought I was her mother." Rubbing her eyebrow, Vanessa settles into a chair across from me. "Halfway through our conversation, she fell back asleep. She asked for a strawberry birthday cake."

Not sure how to even respond, I can only stare.

The healer shrugs. "She's not oriented to person, time, or place."

"I see."

to hunt down. Her symptoms are too nonspecific, and our testing

so I rest it against my hand, leaning into the couch cushions. My eyes burn from exhaustion as I blink at Vanessa. Something's off about this late-night visit—she wouldn't trek through

you telling

longer she

That sounds distinctly like she's involved in

holds up her hands. "She thought I was her mother, remember? She was asking for

chimes in out of nowhere. Fever dreams rarely make

often do fevers talk about giving

she say anything

her chair. "Her

felt it was important enough to tell

meets my eyes. "Because while I agree she's not in her right mind, sometimes delirium reveals truths

she leans forward. "I'm not saying this means

stomach churns. Blood. Why would Ivy be giving away

when? Is this something that happened when she was five years old and

five? I like strawberry cake, and I'm an

it matter? So sensitive about

these two in my head are probably killer for my

her teeth.

no proof of anything except that a very sick woman is having fever

wanted to keep you informed. Try not to read too much into it. She also

out. Obviously, I want to know if this is some random fever gibberish or some sort

but we can't ignore it,

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