Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted novel Chapter 396

I don’t trust her, Selene says, coming out from me to stare suspiciously at the door Ivy closes behind her.

The walk back feels longer, my boots crunching through snow as my mind churns. Something about Ivy’s story nags at me, like a splinter under my skin. It leaves me uneasy and uncomfortable, but I can’t pinpoint why.

"Selene, could you ask around about the attack?"

She trots beside me, staring at me with her sharp blue eyes. Why do you want to know about that?

"I can’t put my finger on it. It’s just strange. Maybe I’m being paranoid." Lord knows I’ve got serious issues with the woman. Paranoia feels far too natural around her. Of course, she encourages it with her strange behavior and passive-aggressive nature, but… I don’t know.

There’s something about this. I just know it.

You think she’s lying?

"No, no. Not that."

She was too nice?

"No." Frustrated by my own inability to understand what’s bothering me, I kick at the snow compacted to the side of the trail. "It’s probably nothing. I’m just—"

Her presence felt strange to me, too, Grimoire offers, sounding thoughtful. I paid little attention, but it was strange. I don’t know why, either.

Maybe that was it. "Think she was affected by some taint she passed by?"

It could be. We haven’t had much experience with the early stages of exposure. We can keep an eye on her.

"Wouldn’t you know if it was, though?"

No. It’s different every time. It can manifest in many different ways, depending on its source.

Glancing over my shoulder at Ivy’s cabin, I wonder if that could possibly be it. It doesn’t seem right, but what else could it be?

Selene’s muzzle connects with my thigh, nearly sending me face-first into a snowbank. I hop and skip a few steps to regain my balance. "A little warning next time?"

How many times have rogues have attacked our scouts? Her ears prick forward. Twenty? Thirty? And yet we’ve only found five of our own affected by the taint.

My steps slow.

That’s because Ava’s been diligent with her patrols, Grimoire says. The corruption near Wolf’s Landing has been contained. The rogues have been affected elsewhere, completely oblivious to the dangers.

"But what about the wolves who venture out further? The ones who hunt, or patrol, or gather supplies?"

Exactly. Selene’s tail swishes. What if some have been touched by the taint but aren’t showing symptoms yet? What if they’re like Ivy—something’s off but we can’t quite place what? If Ava isn’t near them, would we know?

Marcus and Greg move closer, clearly noting my tension. I wave them back, not wanting to alarm anyone unnecessarily. "Grimoire, is there a way to scan everyone? To see if others feel wrong like her?"

The type of scanning I do isn’t that in depth. I’m not sure if I can search for a specific type of feeling.

It’s not impossible, but it would take considerable energy. This isn’t a general area scan, but more of a fishing expedition. The magic spent is far greater, and the control is much tighter, to search for that specific resonance. In order to match it, you would also need to be very familiar with what you’re looking for. It isn’t easy, but it isn’t impossible. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

In other words, I need to spend more time with Ivy.

Yes.

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