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.

you doing?

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and I exchange a startled glance before picking up the pace. My muscles scream in protest as I push myself to sprint faster around the track. The itching across my skin intensifies with each stride, a maddening sensation that refuses to relent. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet

never experienced a shift, the concept of the full moon’s power remains foreign

in the forest, running almost as fast as wolves, I’ve

of it since that

my breath coming in ragged gasps. Lisa falls into step beside me, her face flushed with exertion.

response. My breath is too short and my brain too confused by how I feel about a full moon.

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like my body is yearning for it.

shifters, the moon is nothing more than an enhancement. An aphrodisiac for some, and a hair trigger on anger for the others.

do I feel like bathing in the silver moonlight

the problem. Where the fuck is normal, and

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

The relentless itching beneath my skin keeps

do, barely making it the full five miles. She’s so sore that I spend an hour every night massaging her

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would know; I lived in one all my

are not

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

Jericho’s right there in front of me, like

voice cracks like a whip, making me flinch. “Lisa, squats.”

do lunges too?” Lisa protests, her face flushed from exertion. She still hasn’t finished

gaze on her. “Life isn’t fair. Get

my friend. I set my hands on

Each step is a challenge, my muscles screaming in protest. I grit my teeth, determined to prove

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Dip my body down. Hold it. Back up with another wide stride.

burn.

in, Breathe out.

to keep my mind from wandering unpleasantly

strides over, his critical eye assessing my form. “Lower. Keep your