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.

bustling activity doesn't stop, but

down, replaced by the clinking of pots and pans. A young wolf stirring a large pot of stew—which has become our standard

to table with efficiency. She has several bowls and trays

polite than Lisa ever made her out to

gnome, and 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 when they learn I

he say? Witches don't have a great reputation. Among humans or wolves… Even

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

a smile, trying to ignore the way everyone seems to hold their breath. "Just came to see how our supplies are holding up. And

bread and a wedge of cheese. "Here you are. We're doing alright on basics, but fresh

can help

"Thanks, Elverly."

and cheese over in my hands,

to make anything

young wolf stirring the stew. Her eyes widen as I near,

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

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

kidding? I'm

a bowl. She almost drops it

a warm smile as

I turn to leave, Mary's voice, small but clear,

you for saving us all,

formed around my heart. I look

not terrified

She's just beside herself.

practically glitter with an entire galaxy of stars as she stares

up from their tables. One by one, they offer their thanks, their

owe you our lives,

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