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.

roars, his voice booming through the room. "You

his words has me flinching, but there's no mistaking the excitement in his tone. He's practically vibrating with energy as he continues, words tumbling out

knew you were special, Ava Grey! Do you have any idea how long it usually takes

sudden intrusion. Marcus follows Magister Orion into the room, taking up his usual position in the

but recognizing that we're safe. I'm grateful for her

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

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

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

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

polite knock on the door breaks the stunned silence. Vanessa moves to answer it, and I have to stifle a laugh

Vanessa says, her voice carefully neutral. "How

please have permission to enter Miss Grey's chambers?" His voice is subdued now, a far cry from the

eye, and I can see she's struggling to keep

enters, his massive frame somehow seeming smaller than before. His face is beet red, and the dancing flames above his head have disappeared. He clears his throat, looking everywhere except

much as a by-your-leave. It was terribly rude and unprofessional of me. I allowed my excitement to override my manners,

respond. Part of

to keep my voice

that's no excuse for such behavior. I assure you,

Vanessa and Marcus, hoping for some clue on how to proceed, but they both seem content to let me

searching for a way to break the

restrains himself from launching into another excited tirade. "Yes, of course. Perhaps we could discuss it in a

have a

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