Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 235

Chapter 235 Ava: Magic Training (I)

Magister Orion clasps his hands in front of him and beams in my direction. "And now, we have you, Ava Grey. The first wizard in a very long time."

Feeling the intensity of his gaze, I shift my weight, settling a little deeper into my chair as though that will somehow shield me from his excitement. "I don't want you to see me as something special. I'm just me."

"You can't get away from being special, Ava Grey." He sighs. "It's unfortunate, but you'll never be able to escape that. Even without your magic, you're mated to an alpha, correct?"

I nod.

"Then you were already special to begin with." He spreads his hands with a little shrug. "Your magic is like confetti on a cake."

Confetti?

Oh. He must mean sprinkles.

"Sprinkles are disgusting," I point out.

They are not. I like them. Selene's little whisper in my mind has my nose wrinkling.

Sprinkles are just crunchy wax covering delicious icing. They have no business being within a mile of a decent cake.

"Yes, well, there are those who love their sprinkles." Magister Orion claps his hands. "So. Fire was your first element. I'm a little surprised. I thought it would be water."

Tilting my head, I ask, "Does it matter?"

"Matter? No. It's a simple bit of curiosity. A personal theory, I suppose. Have you had any success with other elements?"

"Water," Vanessa offers.

look in his eyes is back. "You

could feel something inside. Something that felt

Magister Orion murmurs. "And were you having memories again, when you

trying to force it, and I tried to relax. Once I finally did, it came to me. It doesn't really feel like

to use, or how to describe the feelings in my body. I don't even know if it makes

attunement with the

to pace. His lips move, but the words are too quiet for me to catch. I strain my ears, leaning forward slightly, but it's no use. Whatever's going through his mind,

out a sigh so heavy I swear

continues, his voice rising. "Florice

It's jarring,

"I'm simply sick of how things are governed here. Did you know we even need

awkward and uncertain. Is he

of an exaggeration than it is," he

can process this bizarre tidbit about Fae bureaucracy, Magister Orion's demeanor shifts.

him to the back of the building. He stops in front of a blank wall, and I'm about to ask

magic. The wall shimmers and parts, revealing an entrance where there was nothing

like a forested grove, trees stretching up towards... I blink, trying to make sense of what I'm seeing. The ceiling—if you can call it that—cycles

It's in the air, in the ground beneath my feet. I can almost

to the training room," Magister

words leave his mouth, the room shimmers. The trees melt away, replaced by sleek metal walls. We're suddenly

my voice barely above a

according to the needs of its owner," Magister Orion explains. "But it

a slow circle, taking it all in. The level of magic surrounding us is staggering. It makes the hair on my arms stand up, sends

safe to practice your magic," Magister

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