Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 276

Chapter 276 Lisa: Dr. Blackwell Returns

LISA

"We're here," the Grand Sage announces, and my cramped muscles shriek with relief. We've been traveling at a snail's pace—his words, because we can't see outside—for what feels like forever. Morning? Night? It doesn't matter. We live in a box.

If it wasn't for a cleverly hidden toilet (which is gnome-sized—I 100% do not recommend using one as an adult human female), we would have been fucked. Even then, it was awkward. There's no privacy because there isn't room for it.

"We have a bit of a walk ahead of us," he continues, pressing buttons that enlarge our space, our little magitech Rubik's cube unfolding. The gadgets hidden away by the walls reappear in their organized glory of clutter.

One catches my eye; it looks like a small gun. He's shown it to me a few times. Pretty easy to use; point and shoot, but with a wallop that comes from its magitech origins.

After the vamp fiasco, I'm all for weapons. Give me all of them. Strap them to every inch of me. I never want to feel that helpless again.

"Can I take that with us?"

He smiles. "Of course. I'll link it to your bracelet."

"Link?" This is new.

"This will help maintain your affinity levels at the lowest synchronization rate. While our people have no magical affinity, it's a necessary concern for you."

It sounds reasonable, in that way IT people try to explain computer problems but it goes over my head. "Okay."

Elverly grabs a few gadgets I don't recognize, things that she shoves under her clothes in strategic locations. The Grand Sage takes only a pen. It's an exquisite pen, but still a pen.

"No weapons?"

is my weapon." He holds it up with a gentle smile. "Do not underestimate what is in front

to touch it, but I shove

They will be on edge. The survivors of the attack should already be there;

many injured wolves; there's no way they

many died

knowing they brought such devastation to their

the unsettling thoughts. The Grand Sage's eyes

time to

woman's silence is eerie.

different. Heavier, somehow. The Grand Sage fiddles with our

twenty steps

At twenty, I turn back and gasp. The safe room shimmers

step forward. It reappears, as solid

a hint of pride in his voice. "Your bracelet will

how exactly the bracelet works, but he cuts me off with a wave of his

need to start walking," he says, already

bite back my questions and fall into step behind him,

It's mostly rolling plains, with a few copses of trees

the sound of her

see she's

any longer," he says, cheerful as

each step a monumental effort. Have I ever been this weak in my

are the worst. My thighs burn, and I'm panting like I've run a

her voice

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