Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 337

Chapter 337 Ava: Coming Into Her Power

For a moment, I stare at my hand in disbelief. Did I really just do that?

You used too much power, Grimoire says. You can't let it shoot out like that. You'll hurt an innocent.

I wasn't trying, though. I'd just moved without thinking.

Yes. That's why you need to focus. Pay attention, he's getting back up.

Several wolves converge on the fallen vampire, but he swings his arms with a blood-chilling shriek.

He's hurt. He's going to draw on all his power to fight back.

But he's already doing it before Grimoire's words finish, swinging his arms in a wide arc that throws off five grown wolves. They aren't massive, but they're solid, large male wolves, who can't just fly through the air with a swing of someone's arm.

But the vampire manages it, his glittering red eyes locking on me.

"Ava!" Vanessa screams.

A pair of hands grabs me from behind, pulling me back toward the truck. I thrash, shocked to turn and see Wes' grim face. "Luna, you need to run. We'll hold them off for you."

"No, Wes, I'm not—"

The vampire's eyes lock onto me, a predatory gleam that sends ice through my veins. He moves so fast, he's nothing but a blur. My body reacts before my mind can catch up.

"Sorry, Wes," I mutter, planting my feet and using the young wolf's momentum against him.

my muscles straining with the effort. He hits the ground with a thud and a yelp, but he's safe. The vampire's claws whistle through the air

there's no time to dwell on it. The vampire is already pivoting, his attention solely

place who it is in the chaos—snaps and growls, momentarily throwing the vampire off balance. But it's not enough. With

the magic through your core, not just your hands. Visualize the

doubt, feeling the magic surge through me. It feels directed, as though Grimoire's hands are on it, guiding it to where it needs to be. It's different from before—more focused,

The vampire's arm is piercing forward, claws straight out, aiming for my chest, white fangs bared in a feral grin. He's covered in streaks of blood, ruby red eyes wide with

past his arm, I throw a punch at his chest, willing my magic to follow the movement. It's

explodes as though it's made of paper. The force of it

the vampire doesn't fall. He looks down at the gaping hole in

lips curl

to cut off his head. They can survive

hole in the chest isn't good

is why it's

have

it, mold it.

vampire lunges. I dodge to the side, feeling the rush of air as his claws barely miss my face. He might still be alive, in whatever vampiric sense that is, but

tells me

I can do this.

slow enough for me to

I can fight.

try to focus, to shape the magic as Grimoire instructed. But it's hard to concentrate

vampire's attacks, one

Focus.

vampire's next attack catches me off guard. His hand closes around my throat, lifting me off the

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