Tangled

80 Ava: Moonlight and Peace

The stench of blood and death clings to my skin, my clothes, invading my senses with its coppery tang.

Yet the moon spreads its light over my face, blessing me with its ethereal glow. It’s surreal, an entire world away from the violence.

I laugh as my mind wanders into memories of science class. Of planets and space.

The moon truly is an entire world away. Thirty whole worlds, in fact, would fit between here and the bright satellite that decorates our night.

Thanks, Mr. Finnegan. I always did like science.

The dead weight pinning me to the ground and obstructing a lungful of air is yanked off me, just as strong arms encircle me, pulling me upright. Lucas. His human face swims into view, those striking golden

eyes

filled with concern as he looks me over. I can see his lips moving, but his words are muffled, as if

reaching me through a thick fog.

It’s not until his calloused palm cups my cheek that the

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numbness shatters. A strangled cry escapes my lips as agony lances through my abdomen. All my wounds come to life in an instant, informing me of their

presence.

“Ava? Ava, can you hear me?” Lucas’s voice breaks. through the screams of my injuries, his tone laced with

urgency.

Answering is impossible, so I give a weak nod, my gaze flickering to the gruesome scene behind him. Lifeless wolves litter the forest floor, their bodies twisted and mangled.

The price of freedom.

Even knowing that they wouldn’t reciprocate the sentiment, their lives weigh heavy on my soul.

“We need to move,” Lucas says, still supporting me. “Can you walk?”

The world spins with every movement I make, so I just blink at him. I can’t shake my head. If I do, it just might fall off.

Without another word, Lucas scoops me into his arms, cradling me against his bare chest as he rises to his

feet.

BD

Moonlight and Peace

I croak. “Clothes.”

“No time.”

Lucas tenses. His grip on me holds tight as he breaks into a run, his

and a pang of fresh guilt

Someone who was never involved in my

abuse.

still be

have a

Family?

Friends?

does he have pups who will wonder why

hot and steady against my cheeks, burning and stinging

in harsh pants.

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must have asked him a question. Pack links are so

one.

person to enter my mind has been Selene,

had a link with my pack.

through the city naked, followed by wounded wolves. Seeing over his shoulder, I can see

website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

For me.

than the wounds shrieking in -agony with every

we approach a white SUV, and

shift as they come

site, hunting for the keys. It

have them

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Lucas sets me in the back gently.

of pants and hops into the seat beside me, apologizing as he shoves

hurts like fucking hell, but I try not to

1. it.

be pathetic to whine when

their own.

into the driver’s

talent most shifters learn after a few

to life with all

of a

eyes as Lucas drives through the quiet streets. My head lolls against the seat, boneless now that I’m in a safe place. Beside me, one of the unfamiliar shifters rummages through a medical kit, retrieving supplies to tend to my

remember anymore. Everything’s a little fuzzy. I think I might be melting into a puddle

sting a little”

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as he dabs at my face with

the sensation of sharp prickles and burns intensifying the throbbing ache of my cheeks. Despite the pain, I force myself to remain still, not wanting to make his task any more difficult. Focusing on the astringent scent of alcohol keeps me centered and present, even as my mind keeps

seat, Lucas lets out a low, rumbling growl.

let me drive,” he snaps. “You need to