Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 393

Chapter 393 Ava: Snowball Training

The mattress dips, and warmth radiates against my back as Lucas slides under the covers, his scent wrapping around me in comfort.

"Sorry I didn't get to see you when you got back." His voice rumbles through his chest, pressed against my spine. "I was with the trainees."

"S'okay." I burrow deeper into his embrace, savoring the solid wall of his chest. He makes the best winter heater. "Everything okay?"

"Mostly." His breath tickles my neck as he nuzzles into my hair. The tension melts from my muscles, replaced by a bone-deep contentment that only comes from being held by my mate.

Then he sniffs me, nudging against the scar and mate mark on my neck.

"You smell like magic." His nose traces along my shoulder. "I heard it was rough today."

Sleep tugs at the edges of my consciousness, but I fight it to enjoy this moment. "Yeah, but it'll be easier next time."

His hand rests with possessive familiarity against my hip, the simple touch sends sparks of pleasure through my drowsy body. "Good. I worry when you push yourself too hard."

"I'm learning my limits."

The bed shifts again as Selene hops up, circling twice before nuzzling her head against Lucas' hip and belly.

I crack one eye open to glare at her.

What? Her tail thumps against the mattress. I missed our mate too.

"Traitor," I mutter, but there's no heat behind it.

It's perfectly normal. She yawns, showing off her impressive fangs. We're connected, remember? I feel what you feel.

His chest vibrates with silent laughter. "Let her stay."

into his arms. Her presence adds another layer of warmth to

my temple.

Grimoire complains, and when I crack my eyes open again, I can see him

little

* * *

Stop yawning.

shut. My eyes water, and I swipe

normal magical levels, Grimoire says, his fox form perched on a nearby log. You've been running on excess power

shield, just big enough to deflect it. The packed snow explodes into

erupt from behind the snow fort where five of our youngest pack members huddle. Their excitement at being included in "Luna's training" hasn't dimmed despite the cold turning their cheeks

her gap-toothed grin visible

efficiency and accuracy over power. The shield should be no larger

My next shield wobbles, barely materializing in time to block Tommy's fastball. The boy has scary good aim for a six-year-old. He got me in the butt once, and my eye

conjuring a shield the size of my palm. The snowball splatters against it,

Got you wet!" Penny bounces up and down, her

kids do, of course. Grimoire has a little scoreboard going for

feel like lead weights. Even these tiny bursts of magic drain more energy than I

the more

advance warning before a snowball hits. My

every second my magic pulses around me, and I only have about a

He and Greg volunteered to supervise the

with this training regimen, because

perfectly sized shield, but the second catches

air. "Did you see that? I got

unable to hold back my smile at his pride. This training session is not only helping my control, but it's helping my bond with my pack. The mothers of these young pups are thrilled to have them interacting with their Luna, and the kids are over the moon to be a part of

yawn ambushes me. My next shield flickers and dissipates before the snowball reaches

end here for today, Grimoire suggests. You've made

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