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.

Nothing happened, but I could feel something inside. Something that felt

murmurs. "And were you having memories

Like it wasn't enough. Then Selene told me to stop trying to force it, and I tried to relax. Once I finally did, it came to me. It doesn't really

my explanation makes me feel awkward. I'm not sure of the words to use, or how to describe the feelings in my body. I don't even know

like a partial activation. You felt your attunement with the element. This is

quiet for me to catch. I strain my ears, leaning

heavy I swear I feel

to ask what he means when he continues, his voice rising. "Florice can take her damn applications and shove them up

widen. It's jarring, like

how things are governed here. Did you know

me, awkward and uncertain. Is he

it were more of an exaggeration than it is," he mutters, confirming my

this bizarre tidbit about Fae bureaucracy, Magister Orion's demeanor shifts. "Follow me," he

stops in front of a blank wall, and I'm about to ask why

The wall shimmers

blink, trying to make sense of what I'm seeing. The ceiling—if you can call it that—cycles between sun, stars, and wooden beams

my feet. I can almost taste it, a tang on my tongue like

training room,"

melt away, replaced by sleek metal walls. We're suddenly standing in what looks like

ask, my voice barely above

according to the needs of its owner," Magister Orion explains. "But it won't change at whim for

surrounding us is staggering. It makes the hair on my arms stand up,

this room, you should be safe to practice your magic,"

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