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."

my case." Lisa looks far too pleased with herself. "Though I have to admit, the whole glowing thing is

am. I'm freaking out a little and trying to pretend it isn't happening. "It's not

glow? Maybe it's a

myself, a laugh bubbles up. Trust Lisa to find humor in my magical tells. "Yeah, because nothing says 'respect my authority' like

an entire rack of practice weapons. Just... whoosh. Down they went. Had to distract

"That was you?"

help clean it up."

"Did you?"

did pretend to stumble so I wouldn't look completely

their snowball techniques. Their

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

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

"Lisa!"

"What? You will."

Selene says

I need to put on my proper Luna face, and not

turning, and my petty irritation dissolves at the sight of Ivy's face. A white bandage covers her left cheek, and dark circles rim her eyes. Her usual perfect posture is gone,

Her voice lacks its usual

forward, leaving Lisa with the

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

Whatever issues exist between us, she's lost people who mattered to her. Her escort team wasn't just protection—they were companions, and

come naturally, powered by real empathy rather than social obligation.

some distant point. Her voice cracks. "We were together

about losing my own

hot chocolate," I offer. "There's plenty

laughter a stark contrast to

words slip out without thinking. Maybe it's the grief etched

voice carries none of its usual musical lilt.

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