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—

Selene cuts him off with a snap of her teeth. Ava has chosen him. He's proven

in fine form

bickering, I pin my attention on the guard in

back on rotation

to Marcus. He would understand my desire to check on Ivy before heading to breakfast. A fifteen-minute delay in scarfing down a plate or two of food

this Brett guy seems devoted to

Luna, I need to check on our esteemed guest. Her health

your guard, I need to ensure our esteemed Luna eats breakfast. Alpha's orders are my priority." Brett's mild tone carries an edge of

not supposed to admit to the threats." My lips twitch. "It ruins the whole

better than stoicism." He shrugs, still

until he could find someone who wouldn't get sweet-talked into nudging the boundaries

narrow my eyes. They might be able to keep me from going to Ivy's room, but there's

unfocused. The telltale sign of mental communication. I tap my foot, waiting for his report on Ivy's

well, Luna, though she snapped at me

want to know how Ivy's doing,

when giving orders,

pup, Selene says,

on

you both acting like I just

slowly. You get

"I do not!"

You do have a tendency toward bitchiness

to his credit, says nothing as he

cooking fills my nose as I

have room for them to skulk about." Elverly's voice cracks through the air like a

behind me, but no

and I step toward it, ready to load up

command from the gnome

before my brain catches up. Moments later, Elverly appears at my elbow, slamming down a plate piled high with

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