Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 403

Chapter 403 Ava: It Isn't There

Buoyed by my mate's support, though dreading what Ivy's situation might mean—for her and for all of us—I scurry through the packed trails of camp, unsurprised as fresh snow flutters through the sky. It feels like we snow more days than not.

Find out anything yet? I reach out to Grimoire, who's been silent. I can sense Selene watching, but have no idea what he's doing. Sometimes I wish I could just pull his expertise into my head so I don't have to take the long route of actually learning how to do things myself.

Don't be lazy, he chides.

Okay, but did you discover anything yet?

He's silent, leaving my brain to itch as I wait for his response. Finally, he does.

No.

Helpful.

Don't blame me. I'm limited in my abilities until you get here.

"I'm not blaming you," I grumble, almost slipping over a patch of re-freeze. The temperature's plummeted, more than I'd think it would. The sky isn't even fully grayed out.

My magic wriggles in my belly, and I realize I've covered myself in a light layer of warmth without thinking twice.

Like autopilot, but the magical version.

Nice.

Stop being impressed with yourself and hurry up.

"I am, I am." Picking up the pace, I notice a small group of wolves headed toward the debriefing tent. My connection with the pack is not as defined as it should be, but I can vaguely sense that they're Westwood wolves. Must be a scout party coming in.

they come with good

You're slowing down again.

nudge kicks me into a light

squeak against the freshly mopped floor as I enter, and I wave at the receptionist—someone I've seen several times, yet still can't remember her name. She nods back,

murmurs

it's pretty quiet

use

surreptitiously peek at her little badge

to knock on the wooden frame of her desk. "Better safe than

head down the hall

solid mass crashes into my shoulder, throwing me off balance. My hand flies to the wall to steady myself as a man in dark clothing stumbles

voice rough and low. He keeps his face angled down, dark hair falling forward to obscure his

turn to watch him go, unease prickling at the base of my neck. There's something about his posture, his

bond assures me he's

want to be caught by his Luna. Cute. Her followers

door to Ivy's room flies open. Vanessa stands in the doorway, her face pinched with worry.

heart jumps into my throat. "No. Even with the

Vanessa pulls me into the room, her grip tight on my

bed, her skin slick with sweat. Her head whips from side to side, auburn hair plastered to her face. The blankets twist around her

her physical state—it's the corruption inside her. The

the room. Grimoire materializes beside me in his adult form, towering and alien, red hair floating around his

and resonant. "I

for Ivy's hand. Her skin burns against mine, and the contact amplifies the sensation of that strange, pulsing

as he studies her. His hands hover over her body, trailing ethereal

more deliberately this time. "I

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