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—

cuts him off with a snap of her teeth. Ava

already in

on the

be back on

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 isn't going to harm me,

devoted to following the letter of

"Brett. As Luna, I need to check on our esteemed

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

admit to the threats." My lips twitch.

than stoicism." He shrugs, still not meeting my

Probably dug around the pack until he could find someone who wouldn't get sweet-talked into nudging the boundaries of his

Ivy's room, but there's

The telltale sign of mental communication. I tap

Luna, though she snapped at me for interrupting her

not—" My hands clench. "I want to know

concise when giving orders, Grimoire points out. He sounds

Selene says, almost on top

on My

are you both acting like I just

wags slowly. You get a touch bitchy without

"I do not!"

You do have a tendency toward bitchiness when

says nothing as he keeps steering me

scent of Elverly's cooking fills my nose as I push

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

me, but no one followed me

step toward it, ready

from the gnome chef,

at

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255