Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 389

Chapter 389 Ava: Pulling Away

My hands tremble against the frozen earth. The corruption no longer yields so easily to my touch. Each pull of taint feels like dragging a boulder through mud; I'm exhausted.

Stop. Selene's command rings sharp in my mind. You're exhausted.

She's right. You need to pull back now.

The corruption fights my attempts to draw it in, thick and viscous. My earlier confidence crumbles as my magic strains to pull in more corruption. It's hungry.

Sweat trickles down my spine despite the bitter cold.

I try to pull away, but the corruption clings like tar. My arms shake with the effort to break free. The magic inside me churns, no longer the smooth current it was before.

Get up. Selene's teeth close gently on my coat sleeve. I've cleared a lot of space, and it's no longer unsafe for her to be by my side. Let go.

"I'm trying." Panic edges into my voice. The corruption wraps tendrils around my magic, and my magic grabs onto it like a starving child. "It won't let go."

Focus. Grimoire's presence wraps around my mind. Your magic belongs to you. It is under your power. You are in command.

The corruption pulls harder. My vision blurs at the edges. The buzzing under my skin turns to needles of ice.

Fight it, little witch.

I close my eyes, concentrating on Grimoire's voice. On Selene's steady presence. On Lucas waiting for me back at Wolf's Landing. On Lisa who needs me strong and whole.

On all of Westwood, who have come to accept me as their Luna.

The corruption's hold wavers.

chest heaves as I gasp for air. The magic

in my face

hands. Selene's right; I am glowing. The light beneath my skin pulses erratically, matching

out raw. "It was so easy, and then

will seem effortless until you're lacking energy, and then it's like walking through knee-deep mud. You did well, but your control

thing they were both there for

things will be easier the next time. You've never encountered an amount of corruption you can't cleanse on your own. It's understandable to falter in the face of its power. Grimoire's words are a soothing balm in my tired

her frown deepening.

to project a strong front, I yawn around

hand to my forehead. "And pale as

a single sip during

together after the first

You've been at this for eight hours

taking in the deep purple shadows stretching across

didn't realize it would take

steps closer, his boots crunching in the snow. "How much of the taint is left? How

"About two-thirds."

from the wolves around me. Greg mutters a curse under his

rises, her eyes wide. "You've been working for eight hours straight and there's still that

much I've done in the past. It

It was

shakes her head, already digging through her pack. "Here. Small sips." She presses a water bottle into my hands. "Your body temperature is all wrong. We need to get you warmed up. I have some energy bars,

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