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.

end, I'm left with one feeble little

mutter, cutting my magic and

Ward," Magister Orion announces on the heels

"How do

behind me.

One displays a countdown for our time in the training room, while the other shows the

use digital clocks?" I

gives me an odd look. "What's

with numbers," I explain, gesturing to the

up eagerly. "We've always used clocks with numbers.

someone who's never seen one? "They have hands that go around

excitement fades to confusion. "A circle? Why? Why do you need hands? Is it to

hands—well, they're actually needles that point

rubs the tip of his nose in thought. "The numbers one

I nod.

you tell time

number is either an hour, or five minutes. The big needle is

only have

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

face. "Human inventions can be so very strange. This technology of yours

on the clock explanation, I just

at children; I'm trying to teach an adult and I

run for the hills and

fire once more; the power inside of me is easier to grasp, though it feels like it wiggles in

my concentration. "Focus on gathering your magic inside of you until

and I stare in exasperation. "Why didn't

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

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