Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 208

Chapter 208 Ava: Moon Goddess (I)

At least the physical pain is over, Selene says as I'm groaning on my bed, limper than an overcooked noodle.

"It isn't over. I'm still dying."

You'll be fine. This is why you should have kept up with your exercise. Even a few days off and you're already back to being out of shape.

"Must be nice to be a dog. You never get sore."

That's because I don't sit around like a couch potato.

Harsh.

But true.

Sliding off my bed in the most dramatically sore fashion I can muster, I ignore Selene's snort and tremble-walk the entire length of the room to the closet where I set the magic book.

Mrs. Elkins goes home today, right?

"Right. They're driving her to Cedarwood. Lucas sent scouts to make sure she gets there okay."

"Enforcers," Marcus corrects me from his corner.

He doesn't offer to help me get what I want, but he's quick to make sure I'm calling his comrades by the right title. Giving him a sour look, I amend, "Enforcers."

Grabbing the book off the top shelf, I decide to sit on the floor in front of the closet, not really wanting to walk on sore legs all the way to the bed. My muscles protest even this, quivering more than a leaf in the wind.

Look at you, taking the lazy way out, Selene mocks, her voice echoing in my mind with a teasing lilt.

"I'm not being lazy," I retort, settling cross-legged on the plush carpet. "I'm being efficient. Why waste energy when I can just sit here?"

Selene snorts, her furry head shaking in amusement. Don't come crying to me when your butt goes numb.

her like a child, I turn my attention to

cool to touch, almost unnaturally

the book. Once again, I'm met with a sea of blank

I thumb through the pages. It doesn't make sense. It has to be some kind of magical lock to keep its contents secure, but how is someone without the

from a

But I don't have one, so

across my skin, warm and inviting. I pause, staring at my hand, trying to figure out why it's triggering some sort of memory buried

being gently shocked, doesn't it?

idea how she

It's like..." I trail off, struggling to put the feeling into

pull, as if the book is drawing me in. I close my eyes, letting the sensation wash over me, trying

then, like a bolt of lightning, a memory flashes through my mind. "Selene, where's

the dresser? She sounds hesitant, and I block out the pain and exhaustion in

I'm back at the book, necklace in hand. "At the apartment, I touched this once, and it had this

Selene sounds excited, then dubious. But

"Is there a scent?"

then, is

So, she doesn't know.

spend that much time around

"Sorry, sorry."

silver chain cool against my fingertips,

yet there's warmth emanating

it's alive, pulsing

her blue eyes fixed on the

thinking that I have to

the blank page. For a moment, the world seems to freeze. The air grows heavy, thick with anticipation. Even the dust motes hanging in the sunbeams streaming through the window appear suspended, as if time itself is holding

wait, my pulse pounding in

And…

Nothing.

threatens to suck me under the waves of anticipation,

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