Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 339

Chapter 339 Ava: Defend the Pack

Aurum's golden figure streaks through the wolves defending us, in an unerring line straight for the closest vampire.

Seconds later, there's a blood-curdling roar.

Stop standing around staring, Grimoire says, unaffected by the fear crawling through my skin. They need your help.

Tearing my eyes from Aurum/Lucas, I dash forward, my magic-crafted blade cool against my sweaty palm.

"What's next?" I ask, squeezing through a mass of fur and hot bodies. The noise is too loud to hear my own voice, but Grimoire picks up my words straight from my head.

Get closer. You'll hurt an innocent if you try to do anything here. You don't have the control yet.

Ducking under a wildly swinging arm, I come face to face with a stranger. Pale skin. Lips glistening red, cracking at the corners, where you can see pale flesh peeking out beneath the blood.

Fangs. Long fangs, far longer than I ever thought a vampire could have, and red eyes that lock onto mine with unerring accuracy.

Don't go straight for the head, Grimoire warns as I do just that.

My blade whistles through the air. It's a clumsy strike, born of fear and adrenaline rather than skill, and I'm too far in to abort.

A vice-like grip closes around my forearm. The vampire's strength is inhuman, and I'm yanked forward, losing my balance.

twist of my body I'd never be able to replicate again, I manage to wrench my arm free of the vampire's grasp. Moving with the momentum, I throw myself into an awkward roll. My shoulder hits the ground hard, but I manage to scrabble back to

he's too slow, dragged in various directions. Everyone's grabbing, snapping, clawing at him, even as he fights back. He has

hands, I drive

Grimoire's command

heat through my arms and into the blade. The effect is instantaneous. The vampire's body stiffens, then begins to glow from within. He

himself away, even as my weapon tears through his flesh and bones, leaving me staggering as he frees himself. The wolves in front of him dart back,

It's as if the very fabric of reality is tearing apart around him. To my horror, I watch as the vampire's body begins to grow, stretching and contorting

to run, the creature turns lunges at me

thinking, feeling claws whistle past my ear. Get your hand on him. Any

vampire-thing lunges for me and I slam my hand against its

back

your left hand, infuse it with ice.

magic. It just does what

Maybe he's taken control of my body. It

frost in its wake, slowing the monster's movements as

Now for his head.

air before Grimoire's words fully register. The strange vampire thing's head separates from

the creature topples, its form twisting and warping until it settles

acrid, flesh-burned smoke fills my nostrils, making me want to gag. But as I glance around, confusion replaces

The chaotic battlefield has

floor. And yet no vampires remain

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