Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 260

Chapter 260 Ava: Call It

"I know." Nibbling the side of my finger, my brows pull together. Why would he tell me to keep it safe, knowing it might be too dangerous?

What were the words he used again? They seemed significant.

"Ava, I need you to tell me you're not going to the Blackwood territory."

Jerking my head up, I blink at Vanessa's worried stare. "I'm not going. I'm just trying to think."

My brain's dead set on remembering what Magister Orion said.

What was it?

Call my book?

Yeah, that's it.

"The book is useless to anyone even if they find it," Marcus says, his words soft. Is he trying to comfort me? "Don't worry, Ava. It'll be a paperweight. Or, if we're lucky, they'll be allergic. Like Selene."

He is trying to comfort me.

How sweet.

"That's if we assume they don't know how to open it. The knowledge has been lost to us, but there are Fae involved now, remember?"

Marcus sighs. "Life was easier without this magic shit," he mutters, almost too soft for me to hear.

But I do.

My lips quirk. I agree with him wholeheartedly.

"Magister Orion said to call the book to me," I say, looking to Vanessa instead. Sometimes it helps to talk out my thought process. "He wouldn't have said it like that if I were to go pick it up, right?"

Her eyes squint as she thinks it through. "That sounds right. But what does it mean? Can you move it from place to place with your magic?"

My nose itches, and I rub at it in frustration. "I think that's exactly what he means, but I have no idea how to implement it." A long sigh, filled with regrets and lack of time. Time is always in short supply. "I wish Magister Orion had taught me something like that before everything happened."

"If wishes were fishes, we'd

the gravity of our situation, a laugh bubbles up from my chest. "I haven't heard that phrase

simpler time, before I knew about the complexities of pack politics, before I discovered my own magical

time," Vanessa says, her eyes softening with the

throat, bringing us back to the present as his eyes remain glued to the road ahead. "As much as I appreciate the trip down memory lane, we should focus. It must be important, for him to

concentrate. "We spent most of our time on basic control exercises." Also known as the thing that would keep me from kabooming everyone within radius if I didn't get training. "I

Vanessa chimes in with a

might be useful. "He did mention something about intent being crucial in magic. He

of the bench to face me. There are no seatbelts. Well, there were once upon a time—they were all cut out at some point in

huh? That makes sense. Magic seems to

onto the idea. "If I lose concentration, I lose control.

of Marcus' head can't hide his skepticism. Probably because it leaks out in his voice. "So what,

bit foolish. "Maybe? It's

"He just doesn't have the imagination to

can hear

chides. "Don't make her feel

he bites back the rest of his words. "Never

close my eyes and try to

truck rattles and shakes, every bump in the road threatening to jostle me out of my concentration. A stale, acrid smell of cigarette smoke lingers in the air, tickling my nose and tempting me to sneeze. I push it all

it in my mind, with the silky feel its leather cover and the ornate silver clasps, tarnished by age. The way the pages felt beneath my fingertips. The symbols that appeared and disappeared like

what

center myself. The truck hits another

Focus, Ava. Focus.

shifting. I try to grasp them, to hold onto their meaning, but they slip away like smoke. Frustration bubbles up inside me, and

need to be

my concentration.

not opening my

she says softly. "We'll be

sink deeper into my thoughts. I picture the book again, trying to will it into existence. Come on, I think. Come to

I open

in my

the three of us, this ancient rust bucket on wheels, and the deserted rural

frown, concentrating harder. Magister Orion said to call it to me, so it must be possible; I just have

for a new

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