Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 251

Chapter 251 Ava: Florice's Fate

My legs tremble as Marcus guides me down the stairs. Each step feels like a monumental effort, and I'm acutely aware of the sweat beading on my upper lip and hairline. The living room comes into view, and I'm taken aback by the sight of Magister Orion pacing in silence, his usual booming presence subdued.

Vanessa's concerned gaze meets mine as we enter and she comes over to help Marcus lead me into a nearby chair.

I sink into it gratefully, my body feeling like it's made of lead.

"Thanks," I manage, offering Vanessa a weak smile. The room seems to spin slightly, and I have to focus to keep my vision steady. "What's going on?"

Magister Orion halts his pacing, his eyes locking onto mine. The gravity in his expression sends a chill down my spine before he even speaks.

"Florice has been murdered."

The words hang in the air, and for a moment, I can't process them. Then reality crashes in, and I feel the blood drain from my face.

"What?" I exclaim, my voice cracking. "How? When?"

More suspicious timing. More odd events. And we're still in the dark, with no idea who is behind any of this.

It's not a coincidence.

Florice was coming to us with information; whatever she found meant something. But the knowledge is now lost to us.

Magister Orion's complexion is ashen, worry etched into every line of his face. He opens his mouth to respond, but Vanessa cuts in.

not safe here," she says, her voice tight with strain. "We need to consider our options. Whoever didn't want Florice spilling their secrets might know she was coming to

"Ava received a phone call earlier. Someone

frown deepens. Suddenly,

at the sudden volume, my nerves already frayed. To my surprise, Tinker appears almost instantly, her mechanical wings whirring softly. I realize I haven't seen her since we first arrived, and her presence is

Tinker asks, her lilac eyes darting

Marcus. "Explain it, the telephonic connection

in Magister Orion's formal way of describing a phone call.

the details of the call, and Tinker listens intently, her expression growing

Magister Orion

it was robotic and ominous. This person was

surprising. No one in the Fae Ward uses a normal telephone like you do.

my exhausted brain struggling to process this new information. "Wait, what? When were you going to mention

sheepish. "I apologize. We assumed you knew. It's common knowledge

in my chair, feeling overwhelmed. "Is it possible

the technology, but it isn't impossible for someone to doctor

to get a cell phone and bring

a

no way to know who it

pack." Vanessa squeezes my shoulder. "At least we've ruled that

the world except a

strokes his beard, his eyes distant. "We're dealing with forces beyond our usual understanding. Florice is murdered, and someone tries to get you away from me and the safety you have here. There's a clear connection, but we

tell me how stressed they are. They're on edge, Marcus standing on the balls of his feet as though ready to jump into action. Vanessa's so tense her fingers dig into my shoulder

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