Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 352 Ava: Purify

"What do you mean?"

You'll need to draw the energy into yourself, he explains, and then overpower it with your own magic.

This is not what I expected. "Draw it in? Like... absorb it?"

He nods. Exactly. The resulting friction between your magic and the taint creates a sort of burning purification. It neutralizes the harmful energy and can even bolster your own reserves.

The idea of pulling this dark, ominous energy into my body makes my skin crawl. "And what if there's too much? What if I can't handle it all at once?"

Grimoire's ears twitch. In those cases, you'd need to purify in stages or enlist help from other magic users. The stronger you are and the more magical capacity you have, the more efficiently you can handle these situations. This amount should be easy for you, especially with your recent expenditures at the wards.

I grunt, still uneasy about the whole concept. The thought of willingly drawing this taint into myself feels wrong on a visceral level.

It's relatively easy magic, Grimoire assures me. It just requires fine control, which you've been improving lately.

His words are meant to be comforting, but they don't quite hit the mark. Maybe because it feels kind of like he just told me to eat evil. It's just wrong. "Does it hurt?"

Grimoire pauses, and that hesitation speaks volumes. It can cause fevers as your body fights against the toxic nature of the taint, he admits. But it doesn't necessarily hurt in and of itself.

"Fevers," I repeat, my voice flat. "Great. For how long?"

As long as it's required.

just leave a mass of aggression-inducing taint—which really doesn't sound right—around. It's invisible. None of our wolves would be able to avoid it, even if they knew

there, and reach out

on water, but light and fluffy, like clouds. It's

that energy towards you.

literally inhale it?" My lungs cringe

no, he says quickly. It's just a visualization technique. You're pulling it

I can, even

siphon as it

energy touch my magical core, I gasp. It burns, a cold fire that spreads through my veins. My teeth clench against the

Grimoire urges.

to draw the energy in. It feels endless, like I'm trying to drink an ocean through a

push back with your

taint like a wave, and for a moment, I'm afraid it won't be enough. It's

something give way, and suddenly I'm flooded with

and I can feel sweat beading on my forehead despite the cold. My whole body feels like it's on fire,

spins around me, and I stumble, nearly falling face-first into

Only there's no snow.

grass in

instant, steadying me with a strong hand on

alright?" he asks, concern etched on his

can feel the beginnings of a fever setting in.