Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 430

Chapter 430: Lucas: Pip (III)

LUCAS

The fabric of my shirt slides over my skin as I dress, keeping an eye on our unexpected guest. Pip huddles against a tree, her small frame almost disappearing into the shadows. Her purple hair stands out against the white snow, making her look even more like a lost child than she already does.

"You mentioned clearance levels." Vester's tone stays gentle, but I catch the sharp edge underneath. "How many are there?"

Pip pulls her knees closer to her chest. "I can't tell you that."

"We're on the same side here." Vester crouches in front of her, maintaining a respectful distance. "Fighting against the New Order."

"Maybe." Her chains jingle as she shifts. "But that doesn't mean I can share everything."

My boots crunch in the snow as I approach them. "Loyalty is admirable, but it can get you killed if misplaced."

"Better dead than a traitor." Her voice carries conviction way beyond her years, even as it shakes. She seems to have realized we won't kill her, but she isn't certain of it, as her eyes dart between us and into the shadows, where my wolves have disappeared.

Vester glances at me, his expression grim. "At least tell us who you answer to."

Pip's face disappears behind her knees. "I don't know."

"You're lying."

Her head snaps up, eyes flashing. "I'm not. We don't all know everything about everyone. It's safer that way."

"Safer for whom?"

"For everyone." She tugs at one of her chains, wrapping it around her finger. "If someone gets caught, they can't reveal what they don't know."

Smart. Dangerous, but smart. The resistance has clearly learned from past mistakes. I button up my shirt, considering our options. "The beacon you mentioned—"

"I didn't mention it. You did."

Her focus on semantics causes Aurum to grumble in my head. He's still not convinced she's an ally, insisting on coming out to frighten her.

It works for pups, he says, snapping at mental air.

She isn't pack. We need her to trust us.

Deciding to give a little honesty, I kneel in front of her as Vester walks away to get dressed as well. We'll both remain in human form to keep watch over her; the others have melted into the shadows, watching but silent, in hopes she'll be less afraid.

I meet her eyes. "The Rejects has been attacked. There's no one there anymore."

The color drains from her face. "What?"

There's no way I can give a child like her details. She's young enough without those nightmares. "Everyone's gone."

as she processes the news.

She's lying.

think everyone's lying, I

Because they usually are.

Still, something about the raw fear in

she's saying. Aurum paces in my

She doesn't look as devastated as she should, though she

his boots crunching in the snow. Do you trust

I don't

soft, Aurum growls. A

know that, too,

strange chains on her clothes. Her aesthetic doesn't match her demeanor,

feet a little wider, but all she does is grab for my hands, holding on with surprising strength. "Take me there.

her eyes wide as she

shake, but her eyes are hard and determined, a far cry from the terrified child she was just moments ago. "I

dig into my hands with surprising strength for someone so small. The contrast is striking. At first, she

this little Fae than meets the

let go

shakes her head, purple hair flying with the movement. "Not until you take me

Aurum snarls.

No.

Look at how

shift in demeanor, but it doesn't add up. The fear in her scent remains genuine, mixed with desperation. I know he can

but calm. "You're

release me. "What do you mean, custody?" Her

have answers we need. We can't

demands. She's

when do you advocate murdering

snap. Since they started showing up conveniently when we're tracking

to help them. See if—if…" Her eyes drop

specific person from Jericho's camp. My gut insists on

head snaps up.

tracking survivors." I study her face as hope blooms in her

in her spine melts. Her shoulders slump as she finally

"We don't know yet."

Real ones this time, not

could be an act, Aurum

be exactly what she appears—someone

We've seen enough young ones forced to grow up too

traces leading north," I tell her. "But the trail's been

sleeve. "That makes sense. There are safe houses—"

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