Tangled

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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."

from the teneian tore

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bring back memories of a simpler time, before I knew about the complexities of pack politics, before I discovered my own magical abilities, before the world seemed to be falling apart around

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

remain glued to the 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

much," Vanessa chimes in with

"He did mention something about intent being crucial 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

makes sense. Magic

idea. "If I lose concentration, I lose

Marcus' head can't hide his skepticism. Probably because it leaks out in his voice. "So what, you just think really hard about the book

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

seat to whisper, "He just

what you can do."

hear

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

trying to-" he bites back the rest of his words. "Never mind. I'll

I close my eyes and try to empty my

jostle me out of my concentration. A stale, acrid smell of cigarette smoke

leather cover and the ornate

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and disappeared

That's what I

myself. The truck hits another pothole, and I grit

Focus, Ava. Focus.

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

I need to be

concentration. "Are you okay?

opening my eyes. "I'm

says softly. "We'll

thoughts. I picture the book again, trying

whenever I open my

in my

rust bucket on wheels, and the deserted rural

traveling.

to call it to me, so

undertaking for

of smoke grows stronger, and I wrinkle my nose. It's distracting, pulling me out of my focus. I try to push

not giving up. Besides, we have a long way still before we make it to wherever Lucas

potential. The way it seemed