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 in the hem of

isn't going to do anything and doesn't

and heads for the door. Her hand pauses on the

"Hmm?"

something wrong

skips a beat for some

rubbing your thigh." Vanessa's dark eyes fix on

my thigh, right over the spot where fangs once pierced flesh. The phantom sensation of teeth breaking skin sends ice through my veins. The memory burns, itches,

hellscape of memories. I'm

old wound. How are you doing? You look

her lips pursed, but she lets it go

circles under her eyes and the slight tremor in her hands tell a different

while. We don't have enough staff for these

at your best, not dead on your feet," I point out. "You're always taking care of everyone

escapes her, and she leans against

of her mate brings a slight flush to her cheeks, and for a moment the 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 yet there's always something solid about

has evolved from girl talk and giggling over a cup of

dark again. Are you sure

a smile. "I'm fine. Just thinking

"You can come to me if you ever need to talk. Or if that wound of yours keeps acting up. I'll take a look

forward and wrap my arms around Vanessa, overwhelmed by a rush of emotion. "Thank you. For everything you do for us. For Ava. For me, too." She was one of the first to care about me, despite being human. She's never treated

scrubs smell like antiseptic and coffee, something normal in this supernatural world of ours. She pats my back with a soft laugh.

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