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"I know" Nibbling the side of my finger, my brows pull together. Why would he tell me to keep it safe, knowing it might be too dangerous?

What were the words he used again? They seemed significant.

"Ava, I need you to tell me you're not going to the Blackwood territory."

Jerking my head up, I blink at Vanessa's worried stare. "I'm not going. I'm just trying to think."

My brain's dead set on remembering what Magister Orion said.

What was it?

Call my book?

Yeah, that's it.

"The book is useless to anyone even if they find it," Marcus says, his words soft. Is he trying to comfort me? "Don't worry, Ava. It'll be a paperweight. Or, if we're lucky, they'll be allergic. Like Selene." He is trying to comfort me.

How sweet.

"That's if we assume they don't know how to open it. The knowledge has been lost to us, but there are Fae involved now, remember?"

Marcus sighs. "Life was casier without this magic shit," he mutters, almost too soft for me to

hear.

But I do.

My lips quirk. I agree with him wholeheartedly.

"Magister Orion said to call the book to me," I say, looking to Vanessa instead. Sometimes it helps to talk out my thought process. "He wouldn't have said it like that if I were to go pick it up, right?"

Her eyes squint as she thinks it through. "That sounds right. But what does it mean? Can you move it from place to place with your magic?"

My nose itches, and I rub at it in frustration. "I think that's exactly what he means, but I have no idea how to implement it." A long sigh, filled with regrets and lack of time. Time is always in short supply. "I wish Magister Orion had taught me something like that before everything happened."

Vanessa's lips quirk into a small smile. "If wishes were fishes, we'd all cast nets.

I stare at her for a moment, the unexpected phrase catching me off guard. Then, despite the

gravity of our on a laugh bubbles up from my chest. "I haven't heard that phrase since I

was in human school."

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before I knew about the complexities of pack politics, before I discovered my own magical abilities, before the world seemed to be

says, her eyes softening with the memory. "She had a saying

to the road ahead. "As much as I

as the thing that would keep me from kabooming

Vanessa chimes in

in magic. He must think I'm capable of doing this, so I just need to figure out how. Right?" Vanessa turns almost completely around on the passenger side of the bench to face me. There are no seatbelts. Well, there were once upon a time-they were all

makes sense. Magic seems to be all

the idea. "If I lose concentration, I lose control. So it's

because it leaks out in his voice. "So what, you just think really hard about the book

feeling a bit foolish. "Maybe? It's worth a try,

seat to whisper, "He

what you can do."

can hear you,

meant to," she chides. "Don't make her feel bad

the rest of his words. "Never mind.

breath, I close my eyes

out of my concentration. A stale, acrid smell of cigarette smoke lingers in the air, tickling my

picture it in my mind, with the silky feel its leather cover and the ornate silver clasps, tarnished by age. The

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disappeared like

That's what I

center myself. The truck hits

Focus, Ava. Focus.

try to grasp them, to hold onto their meaning, but they slip away

need to be

breaks through my concentration.

opening my eyes. "I'm trying

says softly. "We'll

thoughts. I picture the book again, trying

I open

book in my

ancient rust bucket on wheels, and

traveling.

Magister Orion said to call it to me, so it must

massive undertaking for a

me out of my focus. I try to push it away, but it lingers, stubborn and

giving up. Besides, we have a long way still before we

book again, this time focusing on the feeling it gave me when I held it. The sense of power, of potential. The way it seemed to hum with energy, as if it was alive somehow.