Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 395

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."

far too pleased with herself. "Though I have to admit, the whole glowing thing is pretty cool. Like

it in stride more than I am. I'm freaking out a little and trying to pretend it isn't happening. "It's not cool when I'm

Maybe it's a feature,

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

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.

"Did you?"

did pretend to stumble so

out across the clearing as they perfect their snowball techniques. Their joy is infectious, making it hard to

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, these are people who have spent

you see her. You'll notice how the bandage on her face somehow makes her

"Lisa!"

"What? You will."

Selene says

need to put on my proper Luna

white bandage covers her left cheek, and dark circles rim her eyes. Her usual perfect posture is gone,

lacks its

leaving Lisa with the kids. "How

touches the bandage on her face, a gesture that seems unconscious rather than

she's lost people who mattered

so sorry about your team." The words come naturally, powered by real empathy rather than social obligation.

hard, her eyes fixed on some distant point.

aches. How many times have I worried about losing my own guards? Marcus,

having hot chocolate,"

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

your building." The words slip out without thinking. Maybe it's the grief etched into her face, or maybe I'm just

none of its usual

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