Tangled

Chapter 112

112 Ava: Waking Up

Darkness.

Light.

So cold.

It burns.

My lungs ache.

Something’s holding me down.

There are whispers. Prayers, I think.

Chaos reigns in this hazy world. Something beeps. incessantly.

I’m sweating. My hands are too warm.

1. up.

What’s that?

… Ava, you…

Who’s that?

can you hear me?

I struggle to reach the voice that calls me,

but

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something sucks me away again.

Frustration simmers, but I’m too tired to fight it.

Ava, you have to wake up.

There it is again.

I know you can hear me, because I can finally hear you.

Hear me? Hear me what? Am I talking?

Yes.

No, I don’t think I’m talking. I’m too tired. My body is crushed beneath the earth. Fire ate every last bit of me. I drowned. The air was sucked away.

You’re alive. You’re asleep in the hospital. You’re just fine. You just need to wake up.

No, no.

No, no, no.

Waking is pain.

the

will be no pain, Ava. Just wake up. Come back

1. me.

No way.

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in

come back. This

should be.

in this serenity of darkness. I feel pain, but it doesn’t kill me. It isn’t

won’t die, Ava.

Alive.

Alive means death-

Wake up. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You never died. Wake.

***

open. They feel like sandpaper scraping against my lids. Everything is blurry, shapes indistinct. White.

Ava.

Her voice is warm honey in

Grounding. I try to speak but my throat is parched, voice a ragged whisper.

presses into my palm. The slight weight

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hand. I turn my head slowly, painfully. She’s there, silver fur shining, blue eyes bright

Relief colors

heavy and thick. “What happened?” The words scrape out.

I want to protest but exhaustion drags me under again.

calling my name, but I’m already gone.

***

returns gradually. The steady beep of a heart monitor. The chemical

sheets rough against my skin. An IV pinches the back of my hand.

force them open. The ceiling swims into focus–white tiles, fluorescent lights. A hospital.

relief washes over me.

Lisa are here. They’re asking me questions, one talking over the other. It’s

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long was I out?” I rasp, my throat raw from

disuse.

softly.

worried.

okay?” Lucas asks, way too

you feeling?” Lisa pipes

The news hits me like a punch to the

Lucas rest their hands on my back to lead me up until I’m sitting.

entire process that leaves

upright, I take stock. My limbs feel

IV pole with a few bags hanging off it. One of the bags looks like milk, and that one’s connected

gown, blankets pooled around my waist. My hair is

Selene cautions as I

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through a lot.

the century. I cast my mind back, trying to piece together how I ended up here. Training

happened to

for my face, his fingers hesitant and gentle against my skin. Warmth flows between us, a feeling of comfort, and the

know for sure. Vanessa thinks your wolf is trying to emerge. Do you feel

beneath the moon. To be whole. But now, with all the strangeness surrounding my heritage, the idea fills me with trepidation. I flick a glance toward my wolf, disguised as a husky for a reason she has yet to explain, and her ears

She’s way too big for

my unease. This is natural for

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tastes like ashes on my tongue. Nothing about my life has been natural. Is Vanessa right? Are you going to be a part of

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