Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 398 Ava: Divine Artifacts

"Where did I put it?" I rummage through the dresser drawers, tossing clothes onto the floor. "I swear I had my phone when we got here." I pause. "Didn't I?"

The details are a little fuzzy, considering. Between months passing and the insanity of our escape from the Fae Ward…

You've never been good at keeping track of your belongings.

"That's not true." But even as I say it, doubt creeps in. When was the last time I saw my phone? Is it still in the Fae Ward? The idea that someone might have access to my texts leaves me a little sick to my stomach.

Oh? Remember that time you lost your house keys three times in about five minutes?

"That was different. I was distracted."

And your favorite shirt? The blue one?

"It probably got mixed up in the laundry." I move to the nightstand, rifling through the drawer. Nothing but a few hair ties. A luxury item, and I try my best not to lose them.

What about your necklace and ring?

My hand flies to my throat, fingers searching for a weight I already know isn't there. It's been months.

"They must be in my luggage back at Westwood." But even as I say it, uncertainty gnaws at me. Did I put them somewhere else for safety, instead? Well, it doesn't matter. Either way, they're in Westwood. Someone's probably stolen them by now.

Those pieces of jewelry were more than accessories—they were protection, ways to hide what I am. Hopefully they don't fall into the wrong hands. Not that I'm sure what anyone can do with them.

Shaking those thoughts off, I head back to my dresser. It has to be there, if it's anywhere at all.

"What are you two discussing?" Grimoire materializes beside me, his child form perched on the dresser. Sometimes he's nosy.

old necklace and ring." I push aside a stack of sweaters, but there's still no phone. "The ones Selene made me wear to suppress

fingers rifling through my memories. The jewelry

and ears, making me stumble back. His

Grim." I rub my temple. "No need to shout. And I thought we talked

This is the first I'm hearing of them." He pauses.

"The... what?"

is he talking about? Selene's voice

insistent. "Those weren't mere trinkets to suppress magic. They were divine

things never seemed normal. "What do you mean

crafted three pieces of jewelry for a young Luna, thousands of years past. A necklace, a ring, and a

My heart skips.

Luna was much like you—a witch who mated with an alpha." Grimoire's voice takes on a rhythmic quality, as if reciting from memory. "Her children were strong shifters, all except one. A daughter, blessed with magic but unable

carries a note of unease as she looks

heard the Luna's prayers," Grimoire continues. "She crafted these artifacts to help the young witch

necklace and ring

question. Divine magic leaves traces even

Selene. "Where

them from anywhere. Her hackles rise.

and the other—I still remember that horrible run. And how she made me dig

ears flatten. I... I don't

know what they were for? How did you know they'd help suppress

I just... knew. But now that I

Knowledge like that doesn't simply appear. Someone must

didn't. Selene's mental voice snaps with irritation. Or if they did,

on that information. Have they not talked about this before? Sometimes it's hard to