Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 254 Ava: In the Attic

Just as I'm about to suggest we try something else—anything else, like banging until we find a hidden door—movement catches my eye. A shimmer ripples across the far wall, like heat waves rising from sun-baked asphalt. It swirls and coalesces, taking on the familiar appearance of the portals we used to travel to Dakota Sanctuary.

Relief floods through me, tempered by caution.

Magister Orion asked for a portal, but his directions were vague. There's a hell of a lot of world out there.

Marcus steps forward, his jaw set with determination. "I'll go first," he says, his tone brooking no argument. Before I can protest, he's through the portal, vanishing in a blink.

Vanessa and I exchange a quick glance, an entire conversation passing between us in that split second. Together, we step into the swirling vortex.

The world twists and blurs around us, and for a heart-stopping moment, I feel like I'm falling through an endless void. Then, abruptly, solid ground materializes beneath my feet. I stumble forward, colliding with warm bodies in the darkness.

"Oof!" Vanessa grunts as we all tangle together, a mess of limbs in a space that feels far too small.

"Sorry," I mutter, trying to extricate myself without elbowing anyone in the face. "Where are we?"

A rustling sound, then a click. Soft light floods the space.

Marcus stands a few feet away, his hand on a dangling pull cord attached to a bare bulb.

appears to be an attic, but unlike any attic I've ever seen. The space is absolutely crammed with... stuff. Artifacts of every description crowd the room,

their surfaces cloudy with age. Delicate porcelain figurines pose next to weathered leather-bound books. Intricate clockwork devices tick softly, their gears exposed

No cobwebs drape the corners, no dust coats the surfaces. It's as if time has been suspended here, preserving everything in a

breathes, her eyes wide as she takes in

shake my head, at a loss for words. The air itself seems charged with potential, tingling against my skin. My newly

after a moment. "But I wouldn't touch anything

to explore. We might not know where we are, but

only I'd reach out and grasp them. I

to figure out where we are," I say, forcing myself to focus on our immediate situation. "And more importantly, how to contact Lucas and the others. They need to know what's happening. Sister Miriam and Selene will have no idea how to get back to

how to use that damn communication orb, but at

with Vanessa. I'll investigate the area.

doesn't

don't hear anything, but Marcus holds a finger to his lips, tugging at

can hear it

coming from somewhere below us. My breath catches in my throat as

We're not alone.

shoving me behind them. Their bodies form a living shield, and I struggle to

the urge to protest. Now isn't the time for heroics or misplaced pride. I force myself to stay still, to become as small

down my temple. The air feels thick, oppressive. Every