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

1. me.

No way.

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in

back. This is

should be.

for me? But I’m here, in this serenity of darkness. I feel

die, Ava.

Alive.

Alive means death-

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

***

against my lids. Everything is blurry, shapes indistinct. White.

Ava.

Her voice is warm honey

try to speak but my throat is parched, voice a ragged whisper. “Selene?”

my palm. The slight

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painfully. She’s there, silver

colors her tone.

dryly, my tongue heavy and thick. “What happened?” The words

Rest now. She nuzzles into my arm. I want to protest but exhaustion drags me under

my name, but

***

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

skin. An IV pinches

The ceiling swims into focus–white tiles, fluorescent lights. A hospital. Selene is curled up beside me, a comforting warmth.

back. Her relief washes over me.

asking me questions, one talking

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

disuse.

softly. We were

worried.

you okay?” Lucas asks, way too

feeling?” Lisa pipes up, from my

a punch to the gut. I struggle

body against mine, and both Lisa and Lucas rest their hands on my back to lead me up until I’m

process that

upright, I take stock. My limbs feel stiff,

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

waist. My hair is lank

cautions as I waver, dizzy.

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through a lot.

cast my mind back, trying to piece together how I ended up here. Training with Jericho and Lisa.

to me?”

my skin. Warmth flows between us, a feeling of comfort, and the urge to press my cheek into his hand, nuzzling close.

is

I yearned to shift, 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 as a husky for a reason she has yet to explain, and her ears flick as

She’s way too

sensing my unease. This is natural for

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

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