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.

and unrefined. With a 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,

directions. Everyone's

don't hesitate. With both hands, I drive my

to the blade. Grimoire's command

the blade. The effect is instantaneous. The

bones, leaving me staggering as he frees himself. The wolves in

writhe and pulse, shot through with flashes of crimson lightning. It's as if

the creature turns

whistle past my ear.

the letter. The vampire-thing lunges for me and I slam my hand against its face, feeling its fangs cut at my palm. A spurt of flame erupts from my skin, greedily reaching toward the strange vampire's distorted

back with

left hand, infuse it with ice. Strike at

There's no thinking left in my magic.

Maybe he's taken control of my body. It doesn't really feel

its torso. The blade leaves a trail of frost in its wake, slowing the monster's movements as the ice slowly

Now for his head.

words fully register. The strange vampire thing's head separates from its shoulders with a sickening squelch, its body still struggling against the ice encasing

warping until it settles into a more recognizable shape—just another vampire, no longer the monstrous entity it

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

standing still. The chaotic battlefield has frozen

litter the floor. And yet

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