Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 291

Chapter 291 Ava: New Bond

Leaning forward, I stare at the spirit, who seems nonplussed by the intensity of my gaze.

"What?" They sound defensive for the first time.

"You aren't fond of wizards or magicians, are you?"

They scowl. "I am not fond of humans, human."

"I told you, I'm Lycan." Kind of.

"Hmm." They don't sound convinced. I guess I can't blame them. It isn't like I can shift.

"You're Grimoire, aren't you?"

In between one blink and the next, they're now standing in front of me, feet firmly planted against the ground and taller than before. How tall? Seven feet? Eight?

Are those flames I see flickering over their skin? Yes. Yes, those are.

Gone is the ethereal, androgynous being. In their place stands a towering figure, flames dancing across skin that seems both solid and intangible. His hair is as red as blood, his eyes an unnerving silver, and he's unmistakably male.

I keep my eyes on his face.

His hand shoots out, gripping my arm with surprising strength. I try to pull away, but his hold is unyielding.

"How did you know?" His voice, deep and undeniably masculine now, rumbles through me.

I swallow hard, fighting the urge to struggle against his grip. "It seemed pretty obvious in retrospect." My eyes dart to his face, taking in features that seem both ancient and ageless. "Why do you look and sound different now?"

A smile spreads across his face, transforming his stern expression into something almost warm. "You're simply seeing me for who I am, Ava Grey."

I glance around, momentarily distracted by the transformation of our surroundings. The clearing, once bordered by decay and darkness, now teems with vibrant life. Lush greenery stretches as far as I can see, pulsing with an energy that makes my skin tingle.

"Let go of me," I say, tugging at my arm again.

His grip doesn't budge. "I can't. I must maintain contact with you for the transfer."

little unnerving. "Transfer?

twisting my arm and pushing against

both commanding and oddly

explain what's going on," I demand, forcing myself to stand still despite the

into mine. "The transfer of knowledge, of course. You came seeking answers, did you

I like where this is going. "Yes,

and

me pause. I take a deep breath,

your eyes and open your mind. This may

of energy courses through his hand into my arm. It's like being struck by lightning, every nerve in my body lighting up at once. I gasp, my knees buckling

supporting me as images and information flood my mind. Centuries of magical knowledge, secrets long forgotten by the mortal world, pour into me in a

magic throughout history. I witness the triumphs and failures of countless witches,

transfer ends. I sag against Grimoire, my head spinning

echoing strangely in my ears. "A fraction of what

to focus on his face. The world seems sharper somehow, colors more vivid and textures more defined. There's an undeniable pull between us now, and

sets me on my feet, though he keeps a

My head hurts.

like it's splitting

like that for

my body with violent shivers. The warmth from earlier

a hand over my forehead, his brows tugging together in concern.

step away from him, despite wanting to lean into the warmth of his body. "W-why did

you

like a

a magic book, not bond with you. Whatever you are." He's old and magical, but he's

an invisible line. "Our souls are linked now. It's a

linked to?" My voice is eerily calm, a stark contrast to

height, which has now

other pieces of my soul,"

chest, looking both proud and slightly miffed. "Well, I am now also a part of your

an eyebrow, recalling our first conversation. "I distinctly remember you saying Grimoire likes

silence after hundreds of years

guess that makes sense," I mutter, still trying to wrap my head around this new

then that I truly understand—the feelings coursing through the new connection inside me? That's his true self. The

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