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260 Ava: Call It

"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."

teneian tore

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complexities of pack politics, before I discovered my own magical abilities, before the world seemed

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

road ahead. "As much as I appreciate the trip down memory lane, we should focus. It must be important, for

of our time on basic control exercises. Also known as the thing that would keep me from kabooming everyone within radius if I didn't get training. "I can light a candlestick if

chimes in with a

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

Magic seems to be

concentration, I lose control.

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

bit foolish. "Maybe?

the seat to whisper, "He

what you can do."

hear

were meant to," she chides. "Don't make her feel bad when she's trying to figure things

bites back the rest of his words. "Never mind. I'll

a deep breath, I close my eyes and try

and shakes, every bump in the road threatening to jostle me out of my concentration. A stale, acrid smell of cigarette smoke lingers in the air, tickling my nose and tempting me to sneeze. I push

picture it in my mind, with the silky feel its leather cover and the

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disappeared

what

a deep breath, trying to center myself. The truck hits another pothole, and I grit

Focus, Ava. Focus.

swirling and shifting. I try to grasp them, to hold onto their meaning, but they slip away like

need

my concentration. "Are

opening my

she says softly. "We'll

and I sink deeper into my thoughts. I picture the book again, trying to will

I open my

book in

three of us, this ancient rust bucket on

traveling.

said to call it to me, so it

for a new

my nose. It's distracting, pulling me out of my focus. I try to push it away, but it

have a long way still before

of potential. The way it seemed to hum with energy, as if it was alive somehow. I reach out with