Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 334

Chapter 334 Ava: Securing the Perimeter

The branch trembles in my hand as I trace the intricate pattern onto the exposed earth. Sweat beads on my forehead despite the chill in the air. I've never done anything like this before, but Grimoire guides me through each step.

First, a rune.

Then, to tie in all four elements.

"Hold it steady, Vester," I mutter, glancing up at him. He's holding Grimoire open, carefully following me around the circle without stepping on any of my work.

You're doing well, Grimoire's voice echoes in my mind. Remember, precision is key.

I nod, focusing back on the task at hand. The rune is complex, all swirling lines and sharp angles. One mistake could render the whole thing useless. No pressure, right?

I'm not entirely certain how these runes and glyphs work, but Grimoire assures me they're what we need. Of course, I have questions like who was the first one to discover these glyphs and why do random glyphs have the power to do crazy things, but Grimoire just tells me to try to understand basic magic before diving into advanced history.

Not super helpful.

Finally, the last line connects, and I sit back on my heels, surveying my work. It's not perfect, but it's close enough. I hope. A rune that spans across five feet in a rough circle of earth we've cleared for this purpose.

"Now what?" Vester asks, his voice low.

"Now, we fill it with twigs," I explain, reaching for the pile we've gathered. "They need to be connected, like a network."

We work in silence, carefully placing small sticks and brush into the inch-deep grooves I've carved. It's painstaking work, but eventually, we finish.

Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes and reach for my magic. It comes easier now, a warm current flowing through my veins. I direct it towards the flammable debris, willing them to ignite.

A soft whoosh fills the air, and when I open my eyes, the entire rune is ablaze. Fire dances along the lines, consuming the sacrifice of fuel with glee.

"Impressive," Vester murmurs, and I can't help but feel a small surge of pride.

As the last of the twigs turn to ash, I call upon my magic again. This time, I summon water, watching as it pools in the grooves, turning the ash into a murky slurry. Slowly, the water seeps into the earth, leaving behind damp, ashen lines.

Water. Wind. It's

infuse it with your magic, Grimoire instructs. Visualize your power flowing into the earth, creating

the cool dampness against my palms. Closing my eyes, I imagine my magic as a golden light, seeping from my fingertips into the rune. It's harder than I

hands grows warm, and when I open my eyes, the rune is

any trace of our work. Within moments, it looks like we've done nothing more

breathes. He's

trying to find evidence of the ward. But there's nothing there—at least not to

the ward I've placed here, like a

my

bit shaky, and I

as well, brushing dirt from his knees. "So,

out more like a sigh. "Not even

"That's going to take all night. Longer,

Grimoire

relay this information to Vester, whose expression grows concerned. "Can you

managed well enough the night you rescued me,"

looks thoughtful for a moment, then nods. "Fair enough.

* * *

done before it's too dark to see. Vester hands me a flashlight without comment and

my body has no energy left, as if I've

force your body to draw more magic in.

bones. I hadn't expected it to drop this drastically. A shiver runs through me, and I

shrugs off his coat and drapes it over my shoulders. The

I murmur, touched

a word, quiet as he usually is. Instead, he shifts into his wolf form as we walk. His fur ripples in the dim light;

the way back to our

and kindness shine through in moments like these. I make a mental note to tell her how much I

of the camp come into view, and my heart lifts at the sight. Ever since I've started working with the pack, it's come to

purpose. A place where

see several

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