Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 286

Chapter 286 Ava: Not Yet Ready

"Sealed? By the water, you mean?"

"Of course not." They look irritated now, likely by how slow my brain is catching up to their thought process. "The seals, girl."

"So, a lockbox?"

"Lockb—you humans have such odd innovations." The way they're peering into my face, it feels like they're tearing apart my memories to educate themselves.

"In a sense, I suppose. It isn't that easy." They sit.

In the air.

Floating.

Just—there. As if one would lower themself into a chair, only there's nothing there.

"Why so surprised?" they ask, tilting their head as they blink owlishly in my direction.

Gesturing toward them, I just say, "You're floating. In mid-air."

They roll their eyes again, a surprisingly human gesture for such an otherworldly being. "And you're standing on the ground. How extraordinary."

Their sarcasm catches me off guard, and I shake my head, trying to refocus. "I'm sorry. I've never seen anything like this before."

hand, changing the subject abruptly once again. "Why are you here, girl? This isn't

"I was... I was trying to focus on a new

flashing across their ethereal features. "You make quite a

"What do you mean? I've never

sigh, like I'm an obtuse child they're obligated to handle. "Not here, specifically. But you have a penchant for barging in where you're not expected. Grimoire doesn't like to be disturbed,

veins, my heart beat rapid and shallow. "Grimoire? You mean my magic book? How do you

remains settled in perpetual annoyance. "I know many things, girl. Including the fact that Grimoire prefers his peace and quiet. Yet here you are, once again, stumbling

my book. With, uh, Grimoire?" It makes sense that it—he—would have a

on the nose,

with a curled lip and a slow shake of their

you were out in it?" I venture to ask. The spirit must have some experience with the world.

They shrug. "Time

have a feeling further questioning will only lead me nowhere. They don't seem interested in a two-way conversation, only in satiating their own

sweeping around us. I hesitate, then follow suit, scanning our surroundings. Beyond our small circle of vibrant green, there's nothing but a vast expanse of dead forest. The contrast is stark—life and death separated by

else is

human thing?" the spirit asks, crossing

about how Grimoire doesn't like

the one who came barging in here. Shouldn't you

counter. "You seem to know him quite well. I figured you'd know where to

on their back in mid-air. It's surreal, watching them float there

a frame of green trees surrounding a sliver of blue sky. "Perhaps

down my spine. This spirit, for all its human-like mannerisms, doesn't seem to have any real empathy for

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