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 pain.

Ava. Just wake up. Come back to

1. me.

No way.

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in this hazy place.

you have to come back. This is not

should be.

darkness. I feel pain, but it doesn’t kill me. It isn’t enough

won’t die, Ava. You’re alive.

Alive.

Alive means death-

feeling sorry for

***

sandpaper scraping against my

Ava.

voice is warm honey in my mind,

but my throat is

nose presses into my

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slowly, painfully. She’s there, silver fur shining, blue eyes bright

awake. Relief colors her tone.

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

arm. I want to protest but exhaustion drags me under

but I’m already gone.

***

beep of a

skin. An IV pinches the

focus–white tiles,

relief

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

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I out?” I

disuse.

whines softly.

worried.

asks, way too close

pipes up, from my other

The news hits me like a punch to the gut. I struggle to sit up, my muscles weak

helps, bracing her body against mine, and both Lisa and Lucas rest their hands on

an entire process that

I take stock. My

to an IV pole with a few bags hanging off it. One of the bags looks like milk,

my waist. My hair is lank and greasy against my neck.

as I waver, dizzy. You’ve

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through a lot.

century. I cast my mind back, trying to piece together how I ended up here. Training with Jericho and Lisa. Collapsing on the couch. Then… nothing. A

happened to

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

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

to run 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

too big for

my unease. This is

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Nothing about my life has been natural. Is Vanessa right? Are you going to be a part of me

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