Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 316 Ava: Selene vs Grimoire

I crack my eyes open, glowering in Grimoire's direction. To my surprise, Lucas mirrors my expression, his brows furrowed as he stares daggers at the sentient book. Even Selene, now sitting across the room as she watches, growls with unmistakable hostility.

Grimoire clears his throat, clearly sensing the shift in the room's atmosphere. "Perhaps a more hands-on approach would be beneficial," he says, his tone noticeably softer. "Ava, if you would hold my hand, I'll guide you through the process."

Hesitantly, I reach out and place my hand in his. The moment our skin touches, I feel a surge of energy coursing through me. It's different from the raw power I've experienced before—more focused, controlled.

I want to ask him why, when I touch him as a book, he takes my magic. And how, now that he's here and human, I can take his. But that's a question for another time, not when I'm busy doing something important.

"Now," Grimoire instructs, "close your eyes and follow my lead."

I obey, letting my eyelids flutter shut. Grimoire's presence in my mind is gentle but insistent, guiding my consciousness along unfamiliar paths. We delve deeper into the recesses of my psyche, searching for that elusive connection to Lucas.

But as we explore, Grimoire's mental touch becomes hesitant, then puzzled. The silence in the room grows heavy as minutes tick by without result.

Finally, Grimoire's voice breaks the stillness, tinged with confusion. "This... this can't be right."

I open my eyes to find him staring at me, his brow furrowed in concentration. "What is it?" I ask, anxiety creeping into my voice.

"You are correct," he admits reluctantly. "There's nothing there. No trace of a pack bond, no lingering connection." Grimoire shakes his head, clearly struggling to articulate his thoughts. "As if the bond doesn't exist."

How could that be possible? I've felt the connection between Lucas and me, felt the warmth of our bond, the presence of his mind, at the moment of our mating connection. It can't just not exist.

Selene sounds downright surly. This shouldn't be news to you, book. Ava has no access to the pack bond. Why act surprised now?

Grimoire bristles at her words. "There should still be something," he snaps back. "A remnant, a trace, anything. Even without access to the full pack bond, there should be some evidence of the connection between mates."

hovering near mine before he remembers Grimoire's earlier admonition. "It doesn't change how I feel," he

one facet of it that seems to be missing…" Grimoire's voice trails off as he looks

Apologize, Selene growls.

"Apologize? For what?"

teeth gleaming as her

nod. He did. I heard

silence, is as

have been

almost comical. One moment he's there, all righteous indignation and flashing silver eyes, and the next he's gone. The

snarl as she clamps down on its spine. The growl rumbling from her chest is low and menacing, a

gnawing on a book like an overgrown puppy with a chew toy is almost too much to

I say, reaching for the book. "Let

teeth still firmly embedded in Grimoire's leather binding. I have to tug a bit before she finally releases him, leaving behind a few wet marks

up to see Lucas watching me. His eyebrow is raised, a mix of amusement and confusion playing across his features. Right. He has no idea what just

sheepish. "They

book, and Selene. "I see," he

my mind, loud and indignant. That flea-bitten mongrel! How dare she attack me? I am an ancient repository

the volume of his mental tirade. "Grimoire, calm down.

he scoffs. From what? Words? How painful they must

grows louder, her ice-blue eyes fixed on the book in my hands. Apologize, she demands, her

feel Grimoire's indignation warring with his self-preservation instinct. Finally, he speaks,

says grudgingly. My words were... perhaps... poorly

It's clear he's not used to backing down, but Selene's fierce protectiveness

I say, patting the book's cover gently. "Was that so