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.

to replicate again, I manage to wrench my arm free of the vampire's grasp. Moving with the momentum, I throw myself into an

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

I drive my

the blade. Grimoire's

inside me, channeling heat through my arms and into the blade. The effect is instantaneous. The vampire's body stiffens, then begins to glow from within. He tears away from me with an unholy

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

the vampire's form. They writhe and pulse, shot through with flashes of crimson lightning. It's as if the very fabric of reality is tearing apart around him. To my horror, I

even think to run, the

left! Grimoire's voice cuts through my panic. I obey without thinking, feeling claws whistle past my ear. Get your hand on him.

lunges for me and I slam my hand against its face,

back with another

your left hand, infuse it with ice.

to my left hand, willing it to frost over. There's no thinking left in my magic. It just does what I want, as if the magic itself can listen to Grimoire's words and

otherworldly calm. Maybe it's Grimoire's presence inside my head. Maybe he's taken control of my body.

torso. The blade leaves a trail of frost in its

Now for his head.

words fully register. The strange vampire thing's head separates from its shoulders with a

until it settles into a more recognizable

making me

battlefield has frozen

bodies litter the floor. And yet no vampires

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