Chapter Seventeen (Part 2)

Pain was the first thing

Ava felt when she grew conscious. The second thing was a trail of tingles and

electricity as Lucas ran his nose up and down the side of her neck.

The events of last nights were a blur. It all felt

like a dream. Werewolves. Blood. They were all things that were clear but she

didn't want to believe it was true. It couldn't be.

Trying to ignore the painful throbbing of her

head, Ava attempted to untangle herself from Lucas but it was difficult with

the firm grip he had on her and that their legs were intertwined. It was to the

point she had no idea where she started and ended.

"Stop moving." His husky morning voice

sent shivers through Ava's body but she tried her best to hide it. The smirk he

had told her she didn't do a good job.

"My head hurts." Ava whined and rolled

on top of him so she lay flat on her belly and on his chest. She snuggled into

his chest as his arms held onto her waist.

He chuckled tiredly. "That's what you get for

drinking."

"I hardly had any