Tangled

Chapter 82

82 Ava: Hospital, Again

Vanessa looks at me with confusion etched on her face. I’d laugh a little, except I’m a little too worried about her calling me by a title I shouldn’t have.”

“You’re… not our Luna?” she asks, in this careful way

that makes me think she’s been told the exact

opposite.

Has Lucas been spreading the word that I’m his Luna? Because that seems a little presumptuous. No, not a little; a lot presumptuous.

It’s hard to be too angry when he risked his life to save me, but it’s not impossible, so I seethe a little on the inside, shaking my head,

There’s a ringing in my ears and an increase in the throbbing ache of my face when I do, so I stop, holding up a hand instead. “No. No, I’m not.”

Vanessa’s gaze goes from the top of my head, down my body, and eventually to the side of my neck, despite it being covered in bandages. Her brow furrows as she considers my words.

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I take the opportunity to study her. She’s cute. If she didn’t smell like a wolf and I had to choose an animal

for her to be able to shift into, I’d choose something tiny and fluffy, like a rabbit. Or a red panda. She has some curves to her and a soft face, with large, doe–like eyes and lashes that are too long to be real. Despite the lack of make–up on her face, I suspect she at least

throws on some false lashes and mascara.

I would, too, if I knew how to do it. Short eyelashes

suck.

“But you are Lucas‘ mate, aren’t you?” Her question throws me off. I was too distracted by looking at her face and pondering if there was anything out there that could shift into a red panda.

A lump forms in my throat at the mention of his name. Unable to meet her gaze, I lower my eyes to the light quilt over my legs. It isn’t the kind you’d normally find in a hospital. Instead, it’s a real blanket that you’d see in someone’s home. Between that and the shirt I’m wearing, I have a feeling that I’m getting special privileges due to this misunderstanding.

“Yes, I suppose, I don’t sound very confident, because

I’m not.

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prompts, leaning

I take a deep breath, steeling myself for the admission that still stings, even after all this time. “He rejected

that my voice doesn’t waver a single iota is something I’m proud

me. That’s a him problem, not a me problem. Right? Who rejects their fated mate? It’s a question I’ve

don’t know why. I just know that he showed up

I could wait around for him to show up again, but–who knows if

did?

course he did. He came for you, didn’t he?

at the thought. None of this

anymore.

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through her mind with my admission. Before I

story for another time,” she says with a small smile. “For now, let’s take

for the inevitable discomfort. My entire body protests movement, and

oversized shirt, revealing crisp white bandages wrapped around my midsection. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

she explains, her fingers lightly tracing the outline of

nod. I remember getting the injury.

shoulders, where I can feel the stinging remnants of bite marks. “These were mostly

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pain is manageable, but the trauma lingers. Having a flash

It’s a lot.

as she continues her assessment. “Unfortunately, there was widespread infection, particularly in the wounds where you were bit. It set

I blink. “Coded?”

I died?

and the rapid infection, your heart

short time.” 2

stare is probably rude, but–excuse me?

think I’d know if I

the kind of thing

she adds helpfully.

we got you stabilized

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“You’re welcome. It was some of

to smile back is an effort, but

pass muster,

on, her face settling back into a professional

mask.

has helped a lot already. Your cultures should be back later today and we will be able to tailor your medicine to the infection. Right now, you’re on three

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