Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 317

Chapter 317 Ava: Mindscape

Diving into my bond with Selene is like falling into warm clouds. It's an odd feeling to enter a mental space, but she draws me in naturally, her expertise in this space far outstripping mind.

It's as if my body is separate now, almost a distant memory.

I can't feel the air on my skin. Can't feel the ground I'm sitting on. Even the weight of Selene's body against mine is gone.

There's no smell here.

It isn't even accurate to describe this place as darkness.

It's just—void.

This isn't a place of physical senses, but something else. An energy of the mind, with its own current that ebbs and flows.

As I sink deeper, initial comfort gives way to a maelstrom of emotions so intense, so raw, that I nearly lose myself in them. It's as if I'm drowning in a sea of feelings that aren't entirely my own, yet resonate within me on a primal level.

I want to rage at the fleeting memory of my mate rejecting our fate.

I want to cry as I die alone, the last of my pack.

I'm suffused in wonder as my eyes open to a new life.

Panic. Longing. Frustration. Love. They crash over me, intense and impossible to control, coming and going in such fleeting moments that I can't hold my own.

As soon as I recognize a memory as not mine, it's gone, replaced by another that drowns me in how real it feels.

Focus, Ava, Selene's calm voice cuts through the chaos. Let me guide you. Focus on the bond between us. You're drowning in my memories.

The bond between us has a sort of glow that doesn't exist in the real world. Something I can see with my mind's eye, despite there being nothing here.

She steers me through the tumultuous sea. Gradually, I begin to discern a pattern in the chaos, a rhythm that pulses with a familiar energy.

His wolf.

memories mix with new. Selene's fury mix

Ava.

whirlwind of recognition, joy, and desperate frustration. He knows me. He sees me as his mate, his other half. But there's an underlying current of anxiety, a maddening

He's half feral already.

wolf whines. Here but not here.

anguish in that simple question breaks my heart. I want to reach

it with her

but it isn't as intense

you, she says, her mental voice strained. The hope of being reunited has incited a sort of madness in

a vivid burst of sensation. His frustration at being separated from Lucas is so intense that it's almost a physical ache, despite not

suddenly, I hit a

a sea of emotions, and the next, I'm brought to an

almost forgotten about him in the intensity of the experience. This is

magic, Ava. Let it flow through you, through Selene, through the bond. All you need to do is

on how his wolf has

Ava. Selene's words are

of pure sensation. There are no visual cues to ground me, no

my magic, trying to summon that familiar

can't find it. It's not... it's not

coming from my body or my

I can't tell.

might be

Grimoire insists. You're just looking for it

Ava, Selene's voice cuts through the chaos. Find what's distinctly yours

at least, I imagine I do.

Lucas. That's mine. Undeniably, irrevocably

concentrate on that feeling, letting it fill me up. The warmth of his smile, the strength in his arms, the way his eyes light up when he looks at me. Even with his memories gone, there's still that spark between us. That connection

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