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.

sparkling look in his

something inside. Something that felt refreshing and cool, when I finally

"And were you having memories

about water and its properties, but it felt like something was missing. Like it wasn't enough. Then Selene told me to stop trying to force

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 if it makes

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

quiet for me to catch. I strain my

out a sigh so heavy I swear I feel the air move. "Red

voice rising. "Florice can take her damn applications and shove them up her

jarring, like hearing a

apologize for my crass language," he says, noticing my expression. "I'm simply sick of how things are governed

escapes me, awkward and uncertain. Is he

wish it were more of an exaggeration than it is,"

Fae bureaucracy, Magister Orion's demeanor shifts. "Follow me," he says, his tone

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

wall shimmers and parts, revealing an entrance

what I'm seeing. The ceiling—if you can call it that—cycles between sun, stars, and wooden beams like a normal ceiling. It's

feet. I can almost taste

the training room," Magister

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

my

of its owner," Magister Orion explains. "But it won't change at whim

in. The level of magic surrounding us is staggering. It makes the hair on my arms stand up, sends

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

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