Chapter 395 Ava: Something Strange About Ivy

It isn't that I'm avoiding her because of my feelings. I'm avoiding all the eyes that will be glued to us during our entire interaction. These stupid co-Luna rumors have gotten popular.

"Please. I'd avoid her too." Lisa watches Tommy demonstrate his perfect snowball technique to an attentive audience. "Actually, I am avoiding her. Hence why I'm out here with two thermoses of hot chocolate and way more cups than necessary."

"At least you have an excuse. You're human."

"And you're Luna. You can do whatever you want." She grins. "But there's nothing wrong with strategic avoidance. It's better than snapping and setting her on fire."

I snort. "I wouldn't set her on fire."

"No?" She arches an eyebrow, studying me. "Because your magic is kind of making you sparkly. Thought it might be because you're angry."

I glance down at my hands, noticing the faint shimmer beneath my skin. "That's different. That's just... excess magic."

Strange. I shouldn't have much.

That is strange, Grimoire agrees, sounding confused.

"Right. Excess magic that showed up when someone mentioned her name."

"You're exaggerating."

"Am I?" Lisa's voice drops to a whisper. "Ivy."

The shimmer intensifies. I can see it.

I can, too.

"Stop that, Lise."

Lisa looks far too pleased with herself. "Though I have to admit, the whole glowing thing is pretty cool. Like a built-in mood ring. When did that

am. I'm freaking out a little and trying to pretend it isn't

can't glow? Maybe it's a feature, not a

find humor in my magical tells. "Yeah, because nothing says 'respect my authority' like lighting up like a Christmas tree whenever I'm

than what I do. Last time she tried to talk to me, I knocked over an entire rack of practice weapons.

"That was you?"

to help clean it up." Lisa's smile turns wistful. "He thought I

"Did you?"

Though I did pretend to stumble so I wouldn't

their snowball techniques. Their joy is infectious,

team." That's actually, objectively terrible. It's a tragedy, and I'm over here whining because I don't like her. What kind of shitty Luna does

playing up the sympathy angle. Just wait until you see her. You'll notice how the bandage on

"Lisa!"

"What? You will."

coming, Selene says

to put on my proper Luna face, and not grumpy-she's-back Ava

sight of Ivy's face. A white bandage covers her left

Her voice lacks its

with

days." She touches the bandage on her face,

grief in her voice strikes me harder than expected. Whatever issues exist between us, she's lost people who mattered to her. Her

team." The words come naturally, powered by real empathy rather than

eyes fixed on some distant point. Her voice cracks. "We were

worried about losing my own guards? Marcus, Greg, all of them—they're more than

kids are having hot chocolate," I offer. "There's plenty

where the children play, their laughter a stark contrast to her pain. "Maybe later. I think I'll rest for

words slip out without thinking. Maybe it's the grief etched into her face, or maybe

you." Ivy's voice carries none of its usual

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