Tangled

104 Ava: Training (I)

The best way to deal with all the confusion involving feelings?

Exercise.

Jericho watches in approval as I push myself past my limits, determined to grow stronger. New bruises appear and disappear each day as my supernatural healing kicks in. Lisa, on the other hand, is covered with them, in various stages of healing.

I’m determined to ignore everything about Lucas and Clayton for as long as I can. It’s easier to just… not deal with it all.

Healthy? Probably not.

But hell, I’m just going to settle for making it through each day for now.

An odd, itchy feeling doesn’t stop all day. Lisa smacks at my hands every time I begin scratching at my neck and shoulders. My belly looks as if it’s been clawed by a raccoon, though the marks fade within half an hour each time.

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“You have to stop that, Ave. You’re driving yourself insane. The more you scratch, the more you’ll itch. Just take some Benadryl.”

“Fast healing means a fast metabolism. Benadryl won’t even touch it, and I don’t know wolf dosing. I’d have to go to a healer to figure it out.” I’ve explained this to Lisa before, but her exasperation over my scratching overcomes minor details like that.

It doesn’t bother me. I repeat myself as often as I need to. I just worry that other wolves in the pack might

bother her.

So far, Lisa hasn’t gone anywhere without me. Between the guards always nearby and Kellan’s presence every morning before training and every afternoon after, we haven’t done anything outside of our apartment. Even our food gets delivered.

Lisa’s company is amazing, but we’re both going a little stir–crazy.

That might be what’s wrong with me.

“Full moon’s coming up,” Jericho announces out of nowhere, and I almost jump ten feet in the air.

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The itching across my skin intensifies with each stride, a maddening sensation that refuses to relent. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

a shift, the concept of the full moon’s power remains foreign to me. Yet, an inexplicable sense

fast as wolves, I’ve been

hint of

watchful gaze burns into my back as I round the bend, my breath coming in ragged gasps. Lisa falls into step beside me, her face flushed with exertion. “What

is too short and my brain

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body is yearning

a hair trigger on anger for the others.

bathing in the silver moonlight of a full, round moon?

Everything lately is just bizarre. That’s the problem. Where the fuck is normal, and how

once more. “Faster! You think you can outrun your enemies at this

channeling my frustration into each pounding step. The relentless itching beneath my skin keeps me

She’s so sore that I spend an hour every night

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would know; I lived in one

of late are not what I expected.

yearn for the moon so fiercely worries me, even as excitement thrums through

in front of me, like a fucking unwanted ghost in my

track.” His voice cracks like a

face flushed from exertion. She still hasn’t finished her five

steely gaze on her. “Life isn’t fair. Get over

chest at the dismissive way he treats my friend. I set my hands on my hips,

a huff, I begin my lunges, feeling the burn in my thighs almost immediately. Each step is a challenge, my muscles screaming in protest. I

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out. Dip my body down. Hold it. Back up with

burn.

Breathe

to lose myself in this than it was to

my form. “Lower. Keep your knee above your ankle.”