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."

a little unnerving.

redouble my efforts to shake off his hand, twisting my arm and pushing against his chest with my free

says, his tone both commanding

despite the panic creeping up my chest. "What transfer

into mine. "The transfer of knowledge, of

nod hesitantly, not entirely sure I like where this

and listen," he

me pause. I take a

expression softens. "Good. Now, close your eyes and

struck by lightning, every nerve in my body lighting up at once. I gasp,

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

fall of civilizations, the ebb and flow of magic throughout history. I witness the triumphs and failures of countless witches, wizards, and magical beings.

I sag against Grimoire, my head spinning from

what I am," he replies, his voice echoing strangely in my

more defined. There's an undeniable pull between us now, and the string within me is thick

my feet, though he keeps a

My head hurts.

feels like it's splitting

be like that for

shivers. The warmth from earlier is gone,

tugging together in concern. "Your fever has worsened. I'm sorry, I

as I wrap my arms around myself, trying to step away from him, despite wanting to lean into the

Ava. Did you not come here to

like a wounded

I point out, "What bond? I was trying to summon a magic book, not bond with you.

points between us, his finger tracing an invisible line. "Our souls are linked now. It's a profound connection, one

souls am I supposed to be linked to?" My voice is eerily calm, a stark contrast to

his full height, which has

pieces

miffed. "Well, I am now

remember you

hundreds of years of not being around another living soul? Certainly not

still trying to wrap my head around this new

me humming with happiness. It's then that I truly understand—the feelings coursing through the new connection inside me? That's his true self. The sarcastic, grouchy exterior

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