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—"

building, throwing

bodies cover me from raining

past the cloud of smoke obscuring my view,

Four.

Five?

many people did they

bellows, and Marcus heaves me over his shoulder in

We are the Enforcement Division,

end of Magister Orion's hand as

traitor—" The man's practically

of witchcraft—" This is a

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

"Magister—"

minutes. Maybe even

tense to terrified. From safe

room as the doors close between us, leaving us alone in the familiar metal box that housed us all for

holding the magic

and I wince, my stomach bruised where his shoulder slammed into it as he

"You okay?"

my words. "He had time to come in. Why

"There were likely more than he

me to save an entire pack. "I have some magic power, but

three different books

sense in my head. Renard's quest for power, and even Whispering Pines turning on the Council,

calls reference Westwood, yet

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