Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 253

Chapter 253 Ava: Enforcement Division

A banging on the door interrupts the moment. Magister Orion glances toward it before his face suddenly shutters. "We need to go," he says, his voice lower than normal.

"What? Go where?"

"Out of here," he says, his words still soft and terse. The banging comes again. "Go to the training room. Now."

Vanessa and Marcus are already on guard, flanking me as they lead me in that direction, not quite running, but not far off.

It's hard to be quiet when running.

Thankfully, the windows are spelled to keep anyone from seeing inside.

"What's happening, Magister?" Marcus asks, his face grim.

Magister Orion shakes his head. "I had hoped… But hope is for the naive, I suppose. I should have prepared all of you for this possibility. They will prosecute me for Florice's murder." His eyes flicker in my direction. "That would leave her vulnerable in the Fae Ward."

My entire back goes cold. "Why would they go after you for her murder?" I hiss, trying to keep quiet through my outrage. "That makes no sense. You were with us the entire time."

"It doesn't matter. I can be found innocent later, and by then they've already gotten what they want. The only thing precious here is you." He rushes us with hand movements. "Tinker and Layla can contact me at any time, but for now, we must leave the city. My protection is no longer viable for you."

"How do you know this?" Vanessa cuts in. "There's no reason to believe—"

"Why else would the Enforcement Division be at my doorstep?" He shakes his head. "They only deal with the blackest of criminals. If they are here, it is for me."

"You didn't even look to see who was at the door. How do you know?" I protest. "It could be someone who works with Florice, or Layla, or—"

explosion rocks the building,

cover me from

the cloud of smoke

Four.

Five?

How many

over his shoulder in

the Enforcement Division, here under

Magister Orion's hand as balls of energy fly toward the

The man's practically screaming above

use of witchcraft—" This is a woman, shouting

"Ava, call your book to you. Don't let it get into the wrong

"Magister—"

minutes. Maybe

just two minutes, we went from tense to terrified. From safe to running

close between us, leaving us alone in the familiar metal

the fuck just happened?" Vanessa breathes, holding the magic ball we used to

and I wince, my stomach bruised where

"You okay?"

had time to come

grimly. "There were likely more than

ago when I realized I hadn't questioned someone wanting me to save an entire pack. "I have some magic power, but that's not enough to explain what's going on around me. It isn't enough to set an

three different books happening

in my head. Renard's quest for power, and even Whispering Pines turning on the Council, are things I can wrap my mind

Westwood, yet seem to

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