Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 229 Ava: Fire

Bureaucracy in the Fae Ward moves with the pace of a paralyzed sloth, leavingwith an itchy feeling between

my shoulder blades, as if staying here is the worst decision I've ever made.

Selene spends most of her tslinking around the Fae Ward, finding pockets of space with less wards to sneeze

over. Vanessa and Marcus stick with me, with Vanessa sharing my bedroom.

Our first lesson doesn't happen for three days. Why?

Application for Unlicensed Magus to Practice Dangerous Magic Within Residential Areas.

It's an actual title of a piece of paperwork Magister Orion had to file. Apparently, new wizards (though the official

Fae-paperwork term is magus, unknown origin) are deemed a deadly force. Whoever runs this place has a

serious stick up their butt aboutlearning magic.

"I don't like it," Vanessa says, staring out the window. "They'll have your non official paperwork. We have no

idea how deep Renard's influence lies."

"It's only within the Fae Ward," | point out, like | have the other thirty times she's mentioned it. "If they're going

to findhere, the paperwork won't be the only reason."

Marcus, of course, is quiet. We already know how he feels. He hates it and doesn't trust the paperwork, either.

Not that | disagree with either of them—it's just that, like them, | feel stuck.

It doesn't help that I've been unable to reach Lucas for three days. Knowing that they're fighting over there, not

knowing the full details...

The stress has all of us on edge.

"Have you made any progress?" Vanessa changes the subject to sit on the bed beside me, where I'm surrounded

by five papers with different runes written on them. Unlike the magic book I'm still kicking myself over for

leaving in my room at the lodge, these runes don't disappear, and Vanessa and Marcus are able to see them.

"No. Nothing." Frustrated, | grab the different papers, looking them over again and again. There's nothing that

happens when | touch them; no tingle or buzz within my fingertips. | can't feel anything. It's just a paper.

Magister Orion, grumbling about red tape, gavethese five papers and toldto find the elements within me

that correspond to them. With such vague instructions, it's no surprise I've had no success.

No matter how I try to commune with a single element within me, nothing happens.

"Try meditation," Marcus advises, grimacing at the papers before me. "It helps with fighting. Learning to center,

to focus only on what matters. Maybe you're too in tune with the world around you."

Giving him a dubious look—it's not like | haven't tried that before—I grab the one that means fire, close my eyes,

and focus deep within.

| let out a slow breath as | center myself. The sounds and scents of the world fade away, leaving only the

sensation of my own body, its thudding heartbeat vibrating through my chest, and the pulsing core of magic

within me. It's there, bright and tantalizing, just out of reach.

Focusing on that core, that energy that warmsfrom within, | imagine myself reaching out to touch it. Nothing

happens. | try to visualize tugging at it, like pulling on a string, but it remains stubbornly distant. Knocking on it

in my mind yields no response either.

Frustration bubbles up inside me. How am | supposed to access this power if nothing works? Taking another deep

breath, | force myself to relax. Maybe I'm trying too hard.

In the silence of my meditation, my thoughts drift to the rune for fire sitting on the paper in front of me. Fire.

Destructive, passionate, life-giving. | think about its properties—how it consumes, how it transforms, how it

burns.

Burning.

A memory surfaces, unbidden. Not a memory of this life, but of another. A dream? A vision? Whatever it was, it

feels as real as anything I've experienced.

Pain. Searing, scorching pain that raged through every fiber of my being. | couldn't move, couldn't scream,

couldn't see. There was nothing but the all-consuming agony of flesh melting from bone.

My breath catches in my throat as the phantom sensations wash over me. | want to pull away from the memory,

to escape the torment, but something holdsthere. This is important. This matters.

In that other life, that other death, | was nothing. Only pain. No name, no self, just pure sensation. And in that

moment of complete dissolution, something else emerged. Something primal and powerful.

| focus on that feeling, on the memory of being unmade by fire. The bright core of magic withinpulses in

response, as if recognizing a kindred spirit. For the first time, | feel a connection to that power.

It's not about reaching or grasping or forcing. It's about becoming. About letting go of who I think | am and

embracing something deeper, more elemental.

My mind opens to fire and the magic surges forward, no longer held back by my attempts to control it. It flows

through me, around me, filling every part of my being with warmth and light.

My eyes snap open. The paper with the fire rune is floating an inch above the bed, glowing with an inner light. As

| watch, stunned, it bursts into flame, consumed in seconds and leaving nothing but a faint wisp of smoke.

"Holy shit," I whisper, staring at the empty space where the paper used to be.

Vanessa jumps up from beside me, her eyes wide. "Ava? What just happened? Did you do it?"

It's a silly question. We all know.

But | can't blher for asking, because hell, I'm thinking the sthing. Was that me? Did | do that?

I look at her, then at Marcus who's rushed over from his position by the window. A giddy laugh bubbles up from

my chest. "I did it. | actually did it!"

The elation is short-lived as the reality of what just occurred sinks in. | destroyed one of the runes Magister Orion

gave me. More importantly, | accessed my magic for the first ton purpose—and | have no idea how to control

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"We should probably tell Magister Orion," | say, my limbs shaking, as if using that tiny amount of power sucked

the life from my body.

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