Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 245

Chapter 245 Ava: Magic Boot Camp

Magister Orion keeps me in the training room for an entire week.

Eating. Sleeping. It doesn't matter; I do it all there.

At first, it's weird. I'm always rushing, wanting to go back, to see if we've heard from Sister Miriam or Selene, but Magister Orion points out every time—enough time hasn't passed in our world.

It's weird. I don't think it'll ever feel right.

"How long has it been? Didn't you say it changes?"

"It changes from time to time, but stays stable for long periods." He rests in a hammock, swaying from two palm trees in the middle of our weird, metal training room. He looks like he's on vacation.

Marcus is watching in silence, as he always does.

Vanessa's asleep in her own hammock. They've been taking turns.

Me?

I'm drenched in sweat, but there are three different flames, about an inch in size, floating in the air in front of me. It's little more than candle-strength, but I'm proud of it.

Maybe it doesn't sound like much, but it's massive progress.

Instead of pestering Magister Orion for a more concrete answer, I try to pull the three flames together and merge them into one.

It all falls apart after that.

One flickers out of existence. Another bounces off, and I cut my trickle of magic as it dives straight for Magister Orion's face.

It, too, disappears.

I'm left

cutting my magic and watching

passed in the Fae Ward," Magister Orion

surprised. "How do

at the wall behind me. "The

see two modern-looking clocks on the wall. One displays a countdown for our time in the training room, while the other shows the time and date

clocks?" I ask,

gives me an odd look. "What's

with numbers," I explain, gesturing to the

clocks with numbers. What other kind

clock to someone who's never seen one? "They have hands that go around in a circle, and go from

Why? Why do you need hands? Is it to move the

they're actually needles that point to the

the tip of his nose in thought.

I nod.

tell time with only twelve

hour, or five minutes. The big needle is for minutes and the short needle

have twelve

noon. And then there's P.M., which is after

his head, a bemused expression on his face. "Human inventions can be so very strange. This technology of yours brings

the clock explanation, I just

head hurt. I have no idea how elementary teachers can throw knowledge at children; I'm trying to teach an adult and I already want to tear my

all run for the hills and

training. I close my eyes, concentrating on summoning fire once more; the power inside of

through my concentration. "Focus on gathering your magic inside of you until it's

snap open and I stare in exasperation. "Why didn't you tell me that earlier? I've been

room. "How would I know if I didn't watch you trying

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