Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 432

Chapter 432: Lisa: PTSD

LISA

Watching Ava struggle with the aftermath of the strange attack leaves me humbled. It feels like she's been growing all this time, while I've been sitting stagnant. Even my relationship with Kellan…

My gaze drifts to Kellan's broad shoulders. The gentle way he touches me, the way he watches my every step—it's a consideration he shows me. Every. Single. Day.

A knot forms in my throat.

The mate bond between us is something I can feel now, like an extra heartbeat in my chest, but I keep that door sealed tight. Sometimes I catch him watching me with those storm-gray eyes, waiting for me to let him in. To trust him. To love him back the way he loves me.

The memory of cold hands on my skin makes me shiver. Sharp fangs. Blood. Pain. Memories I thought I was over, but keep intruding of late.

No, nope. Not today, Satan. Focus on Ava.

I push away from the wall and cross the room. "Hey." My arms wrap around her thin frame. She feels as though she's lost ten pounds in one day; magic seems to take a lot out of her. "You need to sleep for at least an hour. Non-negotiable."

"Lisa—"

"Nope. Doctor's orders."

Her lip twitches. "You're not a doctor."

"Hey, I've watched enough Grey's Anatomy to qualify." The joke falls flat, but at least she cracks a weak smile. "One hour. That's all I'm asking. The families will still be here when you wake up. Go now, before I get mean about it."

"Okay," she agrees easily enough, a sure sign she's exhausted.

Vanessa's eyebrow lifts. "Impressive."

My fingers twist

she isn't going to do anything and doesn't need a babysitter. The room falls quiet as

for the door. Her hand pauses on

"Hmm?"

wrong with your

heart skips a beat for

rubbing your thigh." Vanessa's dark eyes fix on my leg. "I've noticed

my thigh, right over the spot where fangs once pierced

down that hellscape of memories. I'm stronger now. Different.

doing? You look exhausted." Looking

she studies my face, her lips pursed, but she lets it go to

eyes and the slight tremor in her hands tell a different story. "When's the last time you

through for a while. We don't have enough

point out. "You're always taking care of everyone else. Who's taking care

laugh escapes her, and she leans

weariness lifts from her features. It's sweet how they look after each other; their relationship is understated and calm, without any grand gestures. Half the time you'd never guess they were mated, and

I don't ask enough questions. Life has evolved from girl talk and giggling over a cup

gone dark again. Are you sure

smile. "I'm fine. Just thinking of too many things. How

need to talk. Or if that wound of yours keeps acting

For everything you do for us. For Ava. For me, too." She was one of the

like antiseptic and coffee, something normal in this supernatural world of ours. She pats my back

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