The Luna’s Choice by Kat Silver

Chapter 9: Ayla

There was a throbbing in my head that brought me back to consciousness. I heard a strange beeping sound. It was

annoying. I opened my eyes slowly, trying to adjust to the light. It didn’t take long. The room was rather dim, which I was grateful for.

I had no idea where I was. I tried to remember what had happened. As I looked around, I realized I was in a hospital room. I remembered. I was in a car accident. I tried to reach

Dasha.

She was still gone.

It was okay. She needed more time. She probably didn’t even realize what had happened.

I tried to sit up but ended up stifling a cry as pain shot through my side, forcing me to take shallow breaths.

“Easy,” a deep, gentle voice said from somewhere next to me. I looked over to see a man standing from a chair next to the bed. “You’re quite beat up. That was a pretty bad accident you were in.”

I suddenly remembered why I lost control of the car.

“There was someone in the road,” I said frantically, my voice hoarse from my dry throat. “Are they okay? Did I hit them?”

The man picked up a cup of water and helped me drink. “He’s fine. Feeling quite foolish for getting caught in the road and a bit guilty for causing someone to get hurt because of it.”

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“Well, as long as he’s okay, that’s the important thing. He’ll have another opportunity to not be foolish next time.”

The gentlemen chuckled. He seemed to be older than me, maybe around Zeff’s age. He had beautiful green eyes and dark brown hair. His perfect, white teeth were a contrast to his tanned skin and the dark stubble that covered a strong jaw. He smelled good, too, like a forest of pines and balsam. He was dressed nicely in a suit, so he wasn’t a doctor. So, who was he?

“Um, I’m sorry, but do I know you?” I asked, trying to slowly sit myself up again. The man reached up and braced my shoulders to help me. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he replied. “And to answer your question, no, you don’t know me.”

He reached and gently held my chin, lifting it to look him in the eye. He seemed to be examining me. Like he was looking for something. I wasn’t sure if he found it, but he gave me a small smile.

“I’m Kingston Amvorov. You crashed not too far from my house. I’m afraid I was the fool in the middle of the road,” he said a little bashfully.

“Why were you in the middle of the road?” I asked assertively.

He gave me a sheepish grin. “That’s… a bit of a long story. I’ll tell you another time. Right now, I should get a nurse.”

minutes he was gone to look myself over to assess the

head told me I must have a head injury.

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tried to sit up, and breathing wasn’t exactly pleasant. So I bet I had at

white bandages and a brace wrapped around it. There was a dull throbbing that was a little more intense than the rest of my injuries, so

worst.

vitals and administered another dose of pain medicine. When she was

to call her. I thanked her, and

eyes on me.

taking a

Ms. Garner, I hope you can tell me why you’re

immediately known I was a shifter, which means I shouldn’t have

But Dasha was gone.

abilities came from their

question may be, I wasn’t ready

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reliving one of the worst weeks of my life wasn’t something

tell you another

enough,” he said, and his expression sobered up. “But I am going to have to insist on some

already? Was it because I was still in Greytooth territory? I honestly had no idea where I was when I crashed, but I knew it must have

okay, Ms. Garner,” Kingston rushed. “No one

I started to pull at the tubes and wires hooked to me, ignoring. the sharp pain in my side

Greytooth territory.

must have triggered an alarm because the nurse from before came

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gentle smile, and quickly reattached everything I had

fear not completely absolved. A rogue was a target for any

“You’re the Alpha?”

he replied. “You’re in Sablemane territory. My

know I’m a

what has put you in this situation, but I would be hard–pressed to believe you

know me,”

up an embankment. And the first thing you did was check to make sure I was okay. That takes a special kind of strength, Ms. Garner. If some