Chapter 232 Ava: Bursting In

"But I didn't do anything," I protest. "I just sat here."

"It doesn't matter," Vanessa says, just as Selene says the same thing in my head.

I swear I can hear a smile in my wolf's voice. Sometimes doing nothing is the hardest thing of all.

I look down at my hands, half expecting to see water droplets forming on my skin. But they look the same as always. "Did I really do it, though?"

I don't know. I'm not a wizard.

Pausing at that, I scowl at the air, since she's not near me. "Then what was all that advice about?"

A hunch.

What the hell.

It worked, didn't it?

Can't really argue with that.

The door flies open with a resounding bang, and I nearly leap out of my skin. Before I can even process what's happening, Vanessa's between me and the entrance, her body coiled and ready to strike.

My heart's still racing when Magister Orion bursts in, his massive frame filling the doorway. But it's not his size that catches my attention this time. No, it's the tiny sparks of flame dancing above his head like a bizarre halo. I blink, wondering if I'm hallucinating.

booming

but there's no mistaking the excitement in his tone. He's practically vibrating with energy

Grey! Do you have any idea how long it usually takes trainees to access their magic? Weeks!

taking up his usual position in

corner, still on high alert but recognizing that we're safe. I'm

eyes dart around, taking in the room as if seeing it

a terrible mistake. I'm in your…" His words come out in a stammer, his face flushed as red

even form a response, he's out the door, slamming it behind him with as much force as when he entered. The silence that follows is

trying to process what just happened. Did that really just occur? Or did I fall asleep during meditation and

the door breaks the stunned silence. Vanessa moves to answer it, and I

carefully neutral. "How may we

I... ahem. May I please have permission to enter Miss Grey's chambers?" His voice is subdued now, a

glances back, catching my eye, and I can see she's struggling to keep a straight face. "Of course,"

and the dancing flames above his head have disappeared. He clears his throat, looking everywhere except

personal chambers without so much as a by-your-leave. It was terribly rude and unprofessional of me. I allowed my excitement to override my manners, and

tone are such a stark contrast to his earlier behavior that I'm not quite sure how to respond. Part of me

I manage to say, trying to keep my

uncomfortable. "Yes, well, that's no excuse for

Marcus, hoping for some clue on how to proceed,

a way to break the tension, "about

Orion's eyes light up, but he visibly restrains himself from launching into another excited tirade. "Yes, of course. Perhaps we could discuss it in a more... appropriate setting?

to have

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