Thirteen.

Blue

“Huh?” The word came out in a croak. My throat felt like fire, my lungs were tight as I tried to breathe, but did he just call me Ava?

“That’s your name, right? Ava Midnight?”

I just stare at him, confused as he came into focus. Xander with his chaotic mess of blonde hair leans over me.

“Xander?” I splutter his name out, trying to make sense of everything. “Am I dead?” I mutter again. I had to be, I had consumed enough wolfsbane to kill any wolf.

I hear a snort from the otherside of the room and Xander flips his head in the direction of the noise, frowning.

He smiles at me “No, nearly died, but thankfully, you have been poisoning yourself for that long, your body has been able to fight it.”

“I think her head is a bit messed up.” Jaxon appears in front of me. “She’s asked you the same questions three times now.

I blink a few more times, trying to gather my thoughts. “Bree?”

“See.” Jaxon murmurs. “Ava, we need answers.”

“Not now!” Xander snaps at him. “Give her a break, she's been