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.

I recognize it, his presence slams into me. Old memories mix with new. Selene's fury mix with her mild exasperation. Her desire to tear out his throat has me

Ava.

me, buffers me from the memories. But this time, the frantic energy of his wolf engulfs me, a whirlwind of recognition, joy, and desperate frustration.

He's half feral already.

Here but not here.

breaks my heart. I want to reach out, to

yanks at my mind, dragging it with

but it isn't as intense

reunited has incited a sort of madness in him. Just focus on me. Push

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

suddenly, I hit a

truly physical in this mental landscape—but it might as well be. One moment I'm swimming through a sea of

is it, Grimoire's voice echoes in my mind, startling me. I'd almost forgotten about him in the intensity of the experience.

you, through Selene, through the bond. All you need to do is weaken this place. Selene and his wolf will do

fixate on how his wolf

now, Ava. Selene's words are calm, though

me, no physical sensations to anchor

for my magic, trying to summon that familiar warmth, but it's not there. It just

can't," I say, frustration building. "I can't find it. It's not...

it coming from my

I can't tell.

it might

You're just looking for it in

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

imagine I do.

That's mine.

his arms, the way his eyes light up when

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