Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 271 Lisa: To Safety

LISA

Eventually, there's nothing else | can help the nurses with, and | wander back to the table. It's been hours. We

cto the farmhouse in the early morning, and now it's well past noon. Aside from a few packages of crackers

and swater from the sink, my belly's empty.

My stomach growls. The crackers and water did little to satisfy my hunger.

The Grand Sage speaks to Ryder, his voice low but clear. "The problem isn't with the individual phones. They're

fine, but the networks are all corrupted. They aren't communicating properly. From what | can tell, it's all hacked.

Someone's taken control."

"So..." Ryder takes his phone with a sigh. "It won't be fixed anytsoon."

"Correct."

The Grand Sage hands Chloe and Mia back their phones. The two women exchange a glance before leaving after

a brief word from Ryder. Something about their interaction feels off, but | can't quite put my finger on it.

While the Grand Sage and Ryder continue discussing, curiosity gets the better of me. I slip outside, thankful that

I'm not particularly noticeable.

A cool breeze brushes against my cheeks as | watch Chloe part ways with Mia. To my surprise, Chloe doesn't

head back to wherever she cfrom. Instead, she steps behind a nearby building.

| frown, inching closer. What is she doing?

From my vantage point, | can see Chloe tapping away at her phone. It's strange—didn't the Grand Sage just

explain that no cell phones are getting a signal? Yet here she is, acting like everything's normal.

My heart races as | watch her bring the phone to her ear. | strain to hear what she's saying, but she's too far

away. | take a step closer, leaves crunching under my feet.

Chloe's head snaps up, and | duck behind a bush. When | peek out again, she's ending the call, her movements

quick and furtive.

Something's not right here.

| make my way back to the farmhouse, my mind whirling. As soon as | spot the Grand Sage, | sidle up to him,

keeping my voice low. "I just saw something strange," | murmur, relaying what | witnessed outside.

The Grand Sage nods, his expression tense. "I've already reported the matter to the delta," he says, his eyes

darting around the room.

| follow his gaze, noticing for the first tthat Ryder's no longer here. The room feels emptier now, with only

the injured and the nurses remaining.

The Grand Sage catches my eye again, tapping on his wrist. | glance down at the bracelet he gaveearlier,

confusion clouding my thoughts. What is he trying to tell me?

Before | can ask, the air is rent with shouts. My blood runs cold as | recognize the sound—a sound that's now

devastatingly familiar to me.

Battle cries.

My stomach twists, fear and adrenaline coursing through my veins.

In an instant, the Grand Sage and Elverly are at my side. Their hands close around my arms, and I'm being

hustled out the back door of the farmhouse. "That was faster than | expected," he mutters. "I thought we had a

few more hours."

"You expected this?"

"Once | saw her phone—yes."

We rush towards the barn, our feet pounding against the earth.

As we clear the building, | can't help but look back. The sight that greetsis like something out of a

nightmare. All around, able-bodied shifters are locked in combat with a seemingly endless stream of attackers.

But it's not their opponents that make my breath catch in my throat—it's where they're coming from.

A shimmering portal hangs in the air, defying all logic and reason. People pour out of it, weapons raised and

faces contorted with rage. It's like watching the world tear at the seams, reality giving way to something | can't

even begin to comprehend.

"Keep moving!" Elverly's voice snapsback to the present.

| tear my eyes away from the battle and focus on putting one foot in front of the other.

My heart pounds in my ears as | push my legs to their limit, sprinting towards the barn. The Grand Sage and

Elverly flank me, their urgency palpable in the air. We burst through the barn doors, and for a split second, | think

we're safe.

But then | hear it. The Grand Sage's sharp intake of breath, followed by a string of muttered curses. | whirl

around, my eyes widening in horror as | see what's caused his distress.

Vampires. At least half a dozen of them, racing towards us with inhuman speed. Their faces are twisted into

snarls, fangs glinting in the dim light.

"Hurry!" The Grand Sage's voice cracks like a whip, snappingout of my terrified trance. "Into the safe room,

now!"

| don't need to be told twice. | scramble towards the familiar contraption, my hands shaking as | reach for the top

hatch. It feels like an eternity before my fingers find purchase, and | haul myself up and in.

The inside of the safe room is just as cramped and uncomfortable as | remember, but right now, it feels like the

most welcoming place in the world. | press myself against the far wall, making room for Elverly as she practically

dives in after me.

"Con, con," | mutter, my eyes fixed on the opening. Where's the Grand Sage? He was right behind us,

wasn't he?

Just as panic starts to claw at my throat, | see his face appear. He's panting heavily, his eyes wild with fear and

determination. With a grunt, he squeezes his tiny frthrough the hatch.

The vampires are so close now, | can hear their snarls. They're completely feral. My whole body trembles, and |

have to bite my lip to keep from screaming. This is it.

I'm going back to captivity.

But the Grand Sage moves with surprising agility for his size. His hands fly over the control panel, fingers

dancing across buttons and levers. | don't understand what he's doing, but | pray to whatever higher power

might be listening that it works.

The hatch begins to close, agonizingly slow.

A pale face pops over, red eyes staring into the room.

My breath catches in my throat, and | squeeze my eyes shut, unable to watch.

Then there's a resounding clang as the hatch seals.

They're probably scratching the hell out of the room, but it's completely silent in this tiny, cramped space. All |

can hear is our ragged breathing and the frantic beating of my own heart.

"We made it," Elverly whispers, her voice trembling. "We actually made it."

| open my eyes, hardly daring to believe it. But it's true. We're sealed inside the safe room, the vampires locked

out,

The Grand Sage slumps against the wall, his chest heaving. "That was... too close," he manages between

breaths.

Adrenaline is still coursing through my system, making my hands shake and my thoughts race. Vampires.

Just like at Westwood before.

But this time, | escaped.

As the initial shock begins to wear off, questions start flooding my mind. How did they find us? What happened

to the shifters we left behind? And most importantly, what do we do now?

| open my mouth to voice these concerns, but the Grand Sage holds up a hand, silencingas he presses more

buttons again.

That gravity-defying flip of my stomach starts up.

"I have the coordinates of another safe haven, a place they intend to reunite. The Westwood wolves are good

folk, but silly to hand their phones to a gnome. They will lose many today."

"What happened? Why were they attacked?"

"Betrayal," he says simply. "The girl you spoke of—her phone was filled with secrets. But she's not the only one."

He clicks his tongue in dismay. "At least we know who the traitors in this camp were. But the others won't be so

lucky."

"Why are you following the Westwood pack?" | ask curiously. "They didn't know your true identity."

He shakes his head. "I have no particular fondness toward wolf packs, but Sister Miriam places great faith in the

leader of the Westwood Pack. It is war, Lisa. In war, it is imperative to gather your allies. We cannot fight back if

we are all isolated. Do you think the three of us can stand against the army you saw?"

| shake my head. There's no way. None of us are warriors.

We have a housekeeper, a magical engineer, and me.

We'd die in seconds.

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