Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 333 Ava: Wolf's Landing

Several days pass in relative peace, and the general atmosphere of this place has changed.

For one, it has a name now. Wolf's Landing. Not my doing; Lisa's. Then Kellan ran with it. And now everyone's calling it that.

They're starting to take pride in the place, realizing we're here for the long haul. At least for now. It's no longer a temporary refuge, but our new (albeit still temporary) home.

Our freezers are slowly filling. Wolves are excellent hunters, but it doesn't mean every hunt ends in success. Two expeditions to town have filled our pantry, and a group of she-wolves have come forward to take over the general cooking.

"Why didn't they do all this before you took over?" Lisa asks, peering over my shoulder as I doodle on paper.

"They were, but they had very few supplies to work with, and many families were just going out and feeding themselves, thinking it would be better to be self-sufficient. Some fed others they knew needed help. But it just wasn't organized."

"And since no one was starving, it wasn't something that really came up."

"Right. But if we're going to make efficient supply runs now that our ability to go into town is limited…" I tap my pen against the paper, distracted once again. Every day, I introduce myself to at least five new people. My goal is to know all their names and families.

Aurum has been sleeping more and more lately; the pack seems under the impression that Lucas is on a mission, buying us time. For now, I need to ingratiate myself to the pack members, show them their leadership is thriving despite the situation we're in.

Vester is back, Selene reports. He'll be there in five minutes.

"Grimoire, Vester's—"

testily. I'm in

Thumping my knuckles against his cover, I

Selene let me know during a particularly sassy lesson; the bond I have with Grimoire is very different than my mating bond and my bond with Selene. He isn't a part of me, but a spirit pledged to

words, he's my servant. Or—well, there's a worse

uneducated master,

always

a benevolent and wise master you are,

the table, resting her chin

messenger bag

things out of nowhere, and I'm always having

grimace. "Sorry. I was just teasing

You should see some of the story lines I've cooked

noticing the watch on her wrist for

holds it up, I can read the time clearly. "The Grand Sage

infuse some of my magic into quartz. It's a readily available mineral, and the young children have fun looking

in these random rocks, doesn't hold a lot of my magic, but it's enough to at least turn into some sort of battery for the tinkering gnome. I

we have

security wards,

sprawled across the couch, dead to the world.

from behind me. "Don't worry, I'll

her. "Thanks. Selene shouldn't be