Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 418

Chapter 418: Lisa: Breaches

LISA

I hate feeling helpless.

Ava's out there being chased down by a freaking monster and I'm stuck in a building, surrounded by wolf shifters with a bad attitude.

Not toward me—but in general. The kind of badassery that makes me feel as safe as I guess I can feel, despite knowing that no one can apparently damage the strange wolf.

Guilt and frustration war inside of me. I was starting to get a little comfortable with the idea that I can defend myself, damn it. It was feeling good. Today's been not only a huge blow to that bit of ego, but it's ramped up all kinds of not-great feelings.

Like, I know a lot of lives were lost today. Even one is too many.

And I know my bodyguards were expecting to be part of that number.

Hell, I did, too.

And now I can't even help Ava. If I could just send my damn guards to her, I would.

"Calm down, child." The Grand Sage glances up from his meditation, acting for all the world like Apocalypse v2.0 isn't happening in our own front yard. "Your agitation is riling them."

My guards' eyes flick toward me for the hundredth time, their shoulders rigid beneath their tactical gear. Heat creeps up my neck. They're always so calm and collected, it never really occurred to me that my agitation might feed theirs.

It makes sense, though.

"Sorry."

pacing. "Unless you think you're some kind of hero who can

it's just how she is. "I know, I know. I just—" My hands clench into fists. "I hate that I

what you are, girl. Stop

her harsh tone. It's just Elverly being Elverly.

weight even with his eyes closed. His meditation pose

not one of mine. I think he's one of the guys

like the last dozen times I've asked. Just like all of them have

I don't bother them. They might be

if a little crowded.

without it again, even if it makes

tug at my sleeve for the hundredth time, the fabric bunching and releasing in

quick nod with my guards before making

voice comes out sharper than intended. "I

reaches for my wrist anyway, her fingers cool against my pulse point.

arguing with a healer is pointless. "Has anyone heard

way back." Something in Vanessa's tone makes

words tumble out.

my shoulders, steadying me.

wrong? You sound

me, straightening her scrubs. "The entire compound is on high alert. We've detected

my stoic guards. "More

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