Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 408

Chapter 408 Ava: Comforting

Of course, I get no sleep.

My anxiety overruled my exhaustion, and I kept startling awake every twenty minutes. The dark circles under my eyes are so pronounced, I might have to self-identify as a raccoon shifter.

It isn't that bad. Selene nudges my hand with her cold nose.

"It is, but thank you for lying to me." Rubbing her ears, I head toward the direction of the hospital. Or try to.

Selene's furry body blocks me, and one of my bodyguards actually grabs me by my shoulders and turns me in the direction of the cafeteria. I can smell eggs and something that smells suspiciously like bacon. Again, my smell isn't as good as other shifters—but it's way better than a default human nose.

"I want to visit Ivy," I protest, even as my stomach rumbles.

"Alpha's orders. He said you need regular meals."

The young guard's blond hair sticks up in every direction, like he just rolled out of bed. His mild brown eyes dart around, scanning for threats while pointedly avoiding my gaze. Hmm. He's smart. Probably knows I'm going to try to persuade him to let me check on Ivy first.

It's a lot harder to put pressure on someone who won't look at your face.

"You're new." I cross my arms, studying him. "What's your name?"

"Brett, Luna." His voice comes out steady, but his shoulders tense. He knows what's coming.

"Well, Brett, I appreciate your dedication, but—"

"Alpha's orders are clear." His tone remains firm. "Breakfast first."

My stomach betrays me with another loud rumble. The scent of bacon grows stronger, making my mouth water despite my protests.

Our mate takes good care of us, Selene preens, her tail wagging. He knows you'd skip meals otherwise.

Oh? Grimoire enters the mental conversation out of nowhere. How interesting. Didn't you use to despise Lucas, Selene? Something about him being an arrogant, controlling, stupid—

of her teeth. Ava has

already in fine form

on the guard in front of me. There are others, of course, but at a

on rotation this evening,

to check on Ivy before heading to breakfast. A fifteen-minute

devoted to following the letter of

Luna, I need to check on

ensure our esteemed Luna eats breakfast. Alpha's orders are my priority." Brett's mild tone carries an edge of humor. "Besides, Vanessa threatened to sedate me if I let you

in on this. "You're not supposed to admit to the threats." My lips twitch. "It ruins the whole stoic guard

honesty might work better than stoicism." He shrugs, still not meeting

pack until he could find someone who wouldn't get sweet-talked into

narrow my eyes. They might be able to keep me from going to Ivy's room, but there's more than one way to skin a

sign of mental communication. I tap my foot, waiting

well, Luna, though she snapped at

want to know how Ivy's

concise when giving orders, Grimoire points out. He sounds

says, almost

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you both acting like I

wags slowly. You get a touch

"I do not!"

correct. You do have a tendency toward bitchiness when

to his credit, says nothing as he keeps steering me

familiar scent of Elverly's cooking fills my

room for them to skulk about." Elverly's voice

glance behind me, but no

I step toward it, ready

down!" Another sharp command from the gnome chef, who hasn't even looked

at my elbow, slamming down a plate piled high with eggs, bacon, and what looks like fresh

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