Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted novel Chapter 122

122 Ava: Getting Stronger

“Don’t push yourself too hard.” o

Lucas‘ voice is deeper through the phone, giving our hushed conversation in my bedroom a more sordid feeling than would be expected, given the fact that we haven’t talked about anything remotely intimate.

That fated–mate tingle settles into my nether regions as he speaks. Lisa’s asleep, and Kellan is, too, taking over the couch in the living room like he does every night.

“I’m not.” Trying not to wake the others, I speak in a soft murmur.

“I miss you.” He sounds frustrated. Tired.

Kellan said he’s been trying to track down my family. I hope he finds them soon; I just want everything to be over. Having guards everywhere I go is awful.

I have yet to meet anyone new. No friends. Not even acquaintances. I don’t even get to buy things at the store, because someone is always sent to buy what I ask for.

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It’s suffocating.

“Have you made any progress?”

“Mmm.” His noncommital sound gives little hope. “I will find them, Ava. You will be safe.”

“I know.”

“Get some sleep. It’s late.”

“I will.” A yawn catches me by surprise, my jaw cracking with the force of it.

“Good night, Ava.”

“Good night, Lucas.”

***

Somehow, despite my long hospital stay, my body has suffered no ill effects. My muscles are toned, what little excess flab I had around my belly is gone, and I breeze through most of Jericho’s workouts with little effort. The self–defense training takes a bit more work.

I’ve become athletic. That doesn’t mean I’ve magically gained an ability to fight.

It would be nice, though.

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Summer has passed in a haze of training, Kellan’s constant presence, and Lucas coming and going from the pack lands.

Our relationship is still murky and undefined, but the fated bond within me disagrees vociferously. It yearns for him in a way that hurts almost more than his rejection.

Selene remains indifferent to Lucas, though she’s avoided open hostility. It’s an improvement. I can understand, though. She, too, is frustrated by this feeling of living in a gilded cage.

When Jericho suggests that Lisa and I join a training group of young shifters in the pack, I jump at the suggestion.

“No.” Kellan’s refusal is immediate.

“I didn’t ask you,” Jericho snaps, turning back to me. “Are you interested, girl?”

“Absolutely,” Lisa says, the vehemence in her voice earning her a dark glower from the pack beta.

“She can speak for you, but I can’t?” He protests in my general direction.

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“That’s because I’m saying what she wants to say, and you’re not.” Getting between them is pointless; it just goes round and round. Jericho watches me with expectation in his glower.

“It would be helpful to train with a variety of people. I would even venture to say that it’s ultimately for my own safety, right?”

He knows where I’m going immediately; that glower lightens to a grimace that passes for a smile in the old man. “I’ll speak with the alpha, then.”