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.

remember the

be no pain, Ava. Just wake up.

1. me.

No way.

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peaceful here, in this hazy place.

back. This is not where you

should be.

this serenity of darkness. I feel pain, but

Ava. You’re

Alive.

Alive means death-

sorry for yourself.

***

sandpaper scraping against my lids. Everything

Ava.

is warm

to speak but my throat is parched,

into my palm. The

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head slowly, painfully. She’s

Relief colors her tone.

heavy and thick. “What happened?”

now. She nuzzles into my arm. I want to protest but exhaustion

my name, but

***

The steady beep of a heart monitor. The chemical scent

skin. An IV pinches

ceiling swims into focus–white tiles, fluorescent lights. A hospital. Selene is

Her relief

here. They’re asking me questions, one

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I out?” I

disuse.

softly.

worried.

way too close

you feeling?” Lisa pipes up,

weeks. The news hits me like a punch to the gut.

mine, and both Lisa and Lucas rest their hands on my back to lead

entire process that leaves me

I take stock.

One of the bags looks

my waist. My hair is lank and greasy against

I waver,

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through a lot.

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 yawning black

to

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

sure. Vanessa thinks your wolf is trying

my heritage, the idea fills me with trepidation. I flick a glance toward my wolf, disguised as a husky

way too big for

soothes, sensing my unease. This is natural for

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my tongue. Nothing about my life has been natural. Is Vanessa

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