Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 431

Chapter 431: Ava: Ivy's Fate

Magister Orion and his Fae friends are settled into the Grand Sage's cabin, though there isn't much room. Elverly, shockingly, takes it all in stride, without a single complaint. She treats the Fae with respect; it's so strange, coming out of that cranky old gnome woman. Is she ill?

Magister Orion settles into his vigil over the dream-eater, and the weight of responsibility lifts from my shoulders, if only for a moment. He's the only other person who can help me in this situation.

It's nice to have backup.

I am here, Grimoire points out.

It's not the same.

The question burns in my throat, but I need to know. Everyone else has left the room—once Elverly's room, but we've moved her bed into the Grand Sage's in order to use it as a temporary holding cell—except for Magister Orion, who studies the dream-eater's unconscious form with intense focus.

"Magister." My voice is soft; it's hard to let the words come out. "I need to ask you something."

His eyes meet mine. "Yes, child?"

"Ivy Shadowpine. She's a wolf shifter, a strong one. She's been missing since the dream-eater appeared at our hospital."

His head inclines slightly, encouraging me to go on.

"There was a strange feeling within her, something that felt corrupted and alive inside her."

His expression shifts, a subtle tightening around his eyes. "You suspect possession."

"Is it possible?" Heat rises to my face. "Could the dream-eater have taken over her body?" It's a fantastical question, especially once the dream-eater showed a form that doesn't look anything like Ivy. But she's still missing, and there's no other conclusion I can come to.

massive frame seems to grow still, like a statue carved from ancient

still horrifying. My

thinking; they leave no trace of their

Ivy is—" The words stick in my throat. It's hard to imagine such a

would have been subtle. The dream-eater did not take her body, but stole her form.

was walking among us, wearing

her mannerisms, her relationships."

head out?" Kellan's voice breaks through

at me. "Go.

the floor. "I'm ready. Could you call Vanessa to meet us at your cabin? I

a second. "Done. She's on

* * *

she admits she suspected much of the same. We both wonder how long Ivy's been gone,

my arms, the solid wood of Kellan's kitchen table offering little comfort. The scent of coffee fills the air—rich, bitter, and

The words are dirt in

authority, probably because the other party is Clayton, of all

from me. It would be disrespectful..." My voice trails off. The memory of Ivy confiding in me at the hospital…

do this? How does

testament to the chaos of the day. "You're doing

sounds so matter-of-fact, but it makes sense when she faces death so regularly. I don't wish I had her experience, but I do wish

I ask, deciding to shelve the Ivy issue for now. My brain can't handle it anymore.

Vanessa's shoulders slump further. "Twenty-seven confirmed. Three more are critical. The others… should pull

Twenty-seven.

My heart aches.

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