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.

good news. We could

You're slowing down again.

nudge kicks me into a light

against the freshly mopped floor as I enter, and I wave at the receptionist—someone I've

she murmurs

like it's

eyes widen. "Luna, you can't use that word. You know it's

I surreptitiously peek at her little

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

apologetic grin, I head down the hall

flies to the wall to

hair falling forward to obscure his features. His shoulders hunch as he hurries past me, footsteps

the base of my neck. There's

assures me he's a Westwood

of Ivy's little fans. Probably didn't want to be caught by his Luna. Cute. Her followers

open. Vanessa stands in the doorway, her face pinched with worry. "Her

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

her grip tight on my

head whips from side to side, auburn hair plastered to her face. The blankets

corruption inside her. The

Grimoire materializes beside me in his adult form, towering and

hand," he commands, his voice deep and resonant. "I

burns against mine, and the

silver eyes narrow as he studies her. His hands hover over her body, trailing ethereal light. After a moment, his brow

hands again, more deliberately this time. "I can't make contact with the corruption. It's

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