Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 233

Chapter 233 Ava: Graceless Florice

"Hogwash!"

Magister Orion's roar rushes through the space with such force and volume that my foot slips off a stair coming down. Only Vanessa's quick reflexes in grabbing my arm and hauling me backward saves me from an undignified tumble down the stairs and whatever injuries that might have brought my way.

Marcus squeezes by me on the stairs, motioning for me to stay back as we strain our ears to listen in.

There's someone else talking, a female voice that's unrecognizable to any of us, judging by the looks on everyone's faces.

"Balderdash. This is nothing more than an attempt to curb my authority—"

The voice cuts Magister Orion off again, but I can't hear what she's saying.

Marcus' brows lower into a fierce look that sends shivers down my back, and Vanessa's jaw is tight enough to crack her teeth. Whatever they're hearing, it isn't good.

Magister Orion's voice continues to climb the decibel ladder.

"I refuse to be constrained by arbitrary regulations, Florice. Should you wish to summon me, do so with the proper backing. Your misuse of authority holds no sway here. This is a battle you cannot hope to win."

The argument between Magister Orion and Florice continues to echo through the stairwell, their voices a stark contrast. Florice's tone remains cool and low enough to keep her words muddled to my ears, while Magister Orion's fury builds with each exchange. Despite his growing anger, I can't help but admire how he maintains his professionalism.

Marcus motions that it's safe to descend, and we do so slowly, our ears trained on the room beyond the foyer.

"This discussion is over, Florice," Magister Orion's voice booms, finality in every syllable. "I suggest you take your leave."

footsteps approaching. Marcus tenses, and Vanessa's grip on my arm

Fae woman emerges from the room. Her platinum blonde hair is cut into a sleek bob, and her bright blue eyes narrow as they land on us. The corners of

at first glance, all I can

through the walls I've thrown up over these past four months. As much as I'd love to say I'm over my parents and the abuse I've endured for my entire life, I'm

pain ever

the wounds

I hope they do.

my feet at the woman before me,

is too long and

round, with plump cheeks and narrow lips. She's not even conventionally pretty, with a pinched look to

looked elegant.

despite the lack of wrinkles in

at all, except in her hair and

voice is too shrill, despite being cold and level. It stings

with disdain as she maintains eye contact

looks at us, like we're something foul

saw her as

energy surges towards Florice, shoving her towards the exit. She stumbles and nearly falls to her

her composure finally

her words are cut off as the door slams shut behind her, leaving

nowhere to go now for relief, but there's a sick

witness such a disgusting display," he says, his voice softer now. "That creature

loud noise in my head, I realize, is

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