Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 349

Chapter 349 Ava: Daily Life

Once all the refugees are settled in, I spend time checking on the laundry. In the winter, it's an effort to get done, but we now have several hand-pump wells located in strategic areas around the compound, making it a little easier.

The biting cold nips at my cheeks as I make my way to the laundry area.

"Good morning, Luna Ava," a chorus of voices greets me as I enter.

I smile, nodding to each of them. "Good morning, everyone. How are we doing today?"

My eyes land on Tess, her gray hair pulled back in a tight bun. Her stern expression softens slightly as she meets my gaze. "Luna, we're managing. These new refugees have doubled our workload."

"I'm here to help," I say, rolling up my sleeves. "What needs doing?"

Tess points to a pile of sopping wet clothes. "Those need wringing out and hanging. Mind the cold—it'll freeze your fingers if you're not careful."

I nod, grabbing a bucket of wet clothes and get to work, in tandem with another she-wolf. She's newer, a refugee from the Twilight Ridge Pack.

"How are you settling in, Mara?" I ask her.

She gives me a shy smile. "It's different, Luna. But good. Everyone's been so kind."

"I'm glad to hear it." Once the clothes are wrung, we head outside to hang them, where they'll freeze on the line and slowly evaporate until they're dry. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."

We work in companionable silence for a while, the only sounds the snap of fabric in the wind and the occasional grunt of effort. My fingers are numb, but I keep going. These clothes need to dry, and every pair of hands helps.

"Luna," Tess calls, "could you help gather the frozen clothes? They're nearly dry."

I nod, moving to the lines where stiff, icy garments hang like bizarre winter decorations. It's a strange sensation, peeling them off the line. They crackle and crunch.

"Where do these go?" I ask, arms full of frozen clothes.

the wall. "Sort them by size on those shelves. These aren't for any specific

I sort, I chat with

doing, Sarah?" I ask, folding a tiny pair of

trying to shift, but we tell him

The she-wolves speak of their mates, their children, the latest pack gossip. I listen, soaking

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the laundry sorted and hung, I stretch my aching muscles and head out of the building. While laundry might seem like a simple task, it's

tightly around me to block out the biting air, I find myself longing to

seen Lucas?" I ask,

out on reconnaissance, Ava. Left a few hours

chest. "Of course he

of your positions, Selene replies, her tone sympathetic. Would you

I guess. Any news while

ago.

"That's good to hear. Vanessa must be happy to

I grab Marcus and let him

to head out, I'm surprised to see Vanessa approaching,

heading out. Mind if I join you? There are some herbs to

guard. "Herbs? In this

actually. They're quite useful for certain remedies. Humans have little benefit, but shifters

help but feel a sense of peace despite the biting cold. The crunch of snow beneath our feet creates

we're venturing out? Grimoire's sleepy mental voice suddenly perks

ask, curiosity coloring my tone. It's

shuffling through memories, he replies, his voice carrying a hint of something I can't

marvel at how far out they've been placed now. It's a

Grimoire's voice breaks through my musings. Ava, do you remember the history

haven't really taught me anything about it. Just that wizards put their excess magic into their wards and

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