Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 344

Chapter 344 Ava: She's Grown -- END SEASON FIVE!!

My palm itches as I walk through our compound. It's quiet again, reminding me of the first day Marcus, Vanessa, and I rolled in.

The attacks have probably brought up plenty of unresolved trauma, but the lost lives and wounded are the main source of our bottomed out morale once again.

Yes, we defended our home—but at what cost?

The energy here is strange. We should be high with Lucas' show of power, and instead we're all hiding again.

I spot Wes up ahead and raise my hand to wave, a smile already forming on my lips. But as our eyes meet, his widen and he's gone, darting behind a nearby cabin.

"Wes?" I step in his direction with some hesitation.

Many wolves aren't sure what to make of what they witnessed the night of the attack. They are scared of your power.

The night I wielded magic like some kind of supernatural warrior, decapitating vampires with energy blades? Yeah, I can see how that might have people feeling some kind of way.

Sighing, I change course and head toward the kitchens, now paying attention to the body language of the wolves I encounter. Their gazes slide away from mine. Some are outright avoiding me.

Someone carrying a stack of firewood nearly stumbles as he hurries past, careful not to brush against me.

"This is ridiculous," I mutter under my breath. "I saved their lives."

You also scared them, Selene points out. Power like yours isn't something they're used to seeing, especially not from someone they considered... well...

"Weak?"

I was going to say 'human', Selene corrects me. But yes, that too.

I reach the kitchen entrance and pause, taking a deep breath. The scent of fresh bread wafts out, reminding me why I came here in the first place. Food. Focus on that, not on awkward social dynamics.

the bustling activity doesn't stop, but it shifts—pardon

pots and pans. A young wolf stirring a large

She has several bowls and

Lisa ever made her out to be. "What can we do for

not my own people, is the one to greet me. I know my magic is strange. Jericho even warned me a long time ago that the pack might push back against Lucas' choice of Luna

have a great reputation. Among humans or wolves… Even though our history

I've learned since leaving Blackwood, it's that real history isn't anything

seems to hold their breath. "Just came to see how our supplies are holding up. And maybe

of cheese. "Here you are. We're doing alright on basics, but fresh produce is running low. The hunting parties have been bringing in good hauls, though. Did you want

there can

"Thanks, Elverly."

turn the bread and cheese over in my hands, ready to leave,

going to make

I pivot and approach Mary, the young wolf stirring the stew. Her eyes widen

I have a bowl of stew, please?" I ask,

people? I'm not a threat. I'm just your Luna, who wields magic and decapitates

am I kidding? I'm not normal

nods rapidly, her hands shaking as she ladles the steaming liquid into a bowl. She almost drops it twice before managing to hand

I say, offering her a warm smile as I

small but clear,

saving us all,

some of the ice that had formed around my heart. I look back at her,

terrified

She's just beside herself.

an entire galaxy of

respond, a few other wolves stand up from their tables. One by one, they offer their thanks, their voices growing stronger with each expression

you our

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