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."

sounds a little

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

says, his tone both commanding and oddly gentle. "You'll only hurt

on," I demand, forcing myself to stand still despite the panic creeping up my chest. "What transfer

mine. "The transfer of knowledge, of course. You came

not entirely sure I like where this is

still and listen," he

in his voice gives me pause. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. "Okay.

eyes and

my arm. It's like being struck by lightning, every nerve in my body lighting up at once. I gasp, my knees buckling under

magical knowledge, secrets long forgotten by the mortal world, pour into me in a torrent

and flow of magic throughout history. I witness the triumphs and failures of countless witches, wizards, and magical beings. Through it

as it began, the transfer ends. I sag against Grimoire, my head spinning from the influx of information. "What...

glimpse of what I am," he replies, his voice echoing strangely

sharper somehow, colors more vivid and textures more defined. There's an undeniable pull between us now, and the string within me is thick and sturdy, filled with a warm presence that I

though he keeps a steadying hand on

My head hurts.

feels like

like that

warmth from earlier is gone, replaced by an icy

my forehead, his brows tugging together in concern. "Your

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

bond, Ava. Did you

like a

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

finger tracing an invisible line. "Our souls are

souls am I supposed to be linked to?" My voice

to his full height, which has now shrunk to a more normalized

other pieces

out his chest, looking both proud and slightly miffed. "Well, I am

remember you saying Grimoire likes

rolls his eyes dramatically. "Who wants more peace and silence after hundreds of years of not being around

still trying to wrap my head around this new

up, a beaming smile spreading across his features, the new bond within 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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