Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 351

Chapter 351 Ava: Investigating

Don't take everyone.

"What?"

The more people, the more victims.

"Oh." Shit. I hadn't thought of that. Biting my lip, I look over my entourage. Vanessa's brows raise as she watches me, her breath puffing out in the frigid air.

They're my bodyguards, but they can't save me from something magical.

Selene's thoughtful hum vibrates in my head.

"Marcus, you and..." I scan the faces, settling on a stoic-looking wolf. I think his name is Greg. "You. Stay with me. The rest of you, I need you to be our lifeline."

Vanessa frowns. "Ava, are you sure about this?"

I nod, trying to project more confidence than I feel. "I can sense magic and familiar energies, but there's no guarantee I haven't missed something. Or someone."

The other wolves shift awkwardly, as they always do when I speak of magic. It's still an uncomfortable subject for many in the pack.

"If something goes wrong, you need to get word to Lucas immediately."

Discontent ripples through the group. I can see it in the set of their jaws, the tension in their shoulders. They don't like the idea of letting me walk into potential danger without them.

"I know you don't like this," I say, addressing the group's unspoken protests. "But none of you are able to help with a magical force. I need to make sure the pack is warned if anything goes wrong."

Marcus, ever the professional, takes over. "We'll check in with Vanessa every ten minutes. Standard procedure."

turn to Vanessa,

sync our watches. We can't afford

synchronized, allowing us to contact each other directly, and the plan set, I take a steadying breath. The dark, cloud-like presence I

say, squaring my

surroundings. Greg brings up the rear, watching our backs. And Selene roams ahead, no longer happy-go-lucky

strange,

small, pulsing shocks into my wrist. Not

the area where the

eye, there's nothing wrong. All Selene can sense is a strange scent in

existence, even if we can't

Greg, my

me, no longer in his usual humanoid form. Instead, he's a small white fox, his fur gleaming

he's just standing in the middle of

can sense it, just beyond

"Do you recognize this?"

stares ahead. It has

area slowly, hyper-aware of every step. As I move, the energy seems to shift, turning towards me like a flower following

in place, but the energy continues its slow

Grimoire warns. Don't let

move, Selene lets out

up an arm, waving them

Something stung my nose.

ear. Be more

can only approximate its location through Ava's senses, Selene retorts

seems disproportionate to Grimoire's words, but maybe she's just embarrassed. "What's the purpose of

snow until he makes it to my feet, winding around my ankle in a coquettish gesture. He's learned

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