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."

herself. "Though I have to admit,

a little and trying to pretend it isn't happening. "It's

Lunas can't glow? Maybe it's a

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

she tried to talk to me, I knocked over an entire rack of practice weapons. Just... whoosh. Down they went. Had to distract myself before I got

"That was you?"

up." Lisa's smile turns wistful. "He thought

"Did you?"

to

across the clearing as they perfect their snowball

we're being unfair," I say, though the words taste like I vomited into my own mouth. "She did just lose her entire escort 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 that make me? Even if they weren't my pack members,

her. You'll notice how the bandage on her face somehow makes her look more attractive. Like some

"Lisa!"

"What? You will."

Selene says

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

sight of Ivy's face. A white bandage

voice lacks

leaving Lisa with the kids. "How are

on her face, a

strikes me harder than expected. Whatever issues exist between us, she's lost people who

words come naturally, powered by real empathy rather than social obligation. "If there's anything

you." She swallows hard, her eyes fixed on some distant

losing my own guards? Marcus, Greg, all of them—they're more than just protection. They're

kids are having hot chocolate,"

play, their laughter a stark contrast to her pain. "Maybe later.

Maybe it's the grief etched into her face, or maybe I'm just tired of being petty. "You

Ivy's voice carries none of its

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