Chapter 147 Ava: A Vampire's Goodwill (I)

The familiar voice comes from behind us. Spinning around, I find Sister Miriam standing in the doorway, exactly as I remember her. Pale skin. Dark hair that seems to swallow light instead of reflecting it. Eerie red eyes that seem to glow in the soft light of the room.

It occurs to me that the curtains are all wide open, letting natural light into this space. And she visited during the day when we first met.

I really need to learn more about vampires. My lack of knowledge might get me killed.

"How did we get here?" I ask, hating the slight tremor in my words.

It isn't every day that you open your eyes and realize you've been magicked to another place.

Sister Miriam smiles, but there's something unsettling about the expression. It doesn't quite reach her eyes. I remember, now, how her face doesn't really move with her smiles. "You called for me, did you not?"

Each graceful step brings her closer, and I step back, bumping against the warmth of Selene's body. At least I'm not alone.

It's almost as if she's gliding rather than walking.

"I must say, I'm impressed. Not many have the ability to reach me in such a way."

My brows come together in confusion. "I don't understand. I just lit the candle and thought of you, like you said."

"It takes more than just a candle and a thought, child. There must be power behind it. Power that you clearly possess."

She moves closer to me, and I fight the urge to take another step back. There's something about her presence that both terrifies and intrigues me. "What do you want from me?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

Sister Miriam tilts her head to the side, studying me with those unnerving eyes. "The question is, what do you want from me? You called for me, after all. There must be a reason."

I take a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. "You sent a letter to the Westwood pack, warning me about danger."

else. "You seem to have made it out in

try to

an inhuman grace. At other times, it's like

be a reason to do

sure how to respond. Of course there doesn't need to be a reason, and yet it feels like there

to be upset, Selene observes, way

Shit.

Yeah, he is.

burning at the apartment?

Miriam turns suddenly, waving us in her general direction.

in the room, all showing different times.

Nope.

No phone.

course I don't have my phone. It would be way too convenient to call someone and let Lucas know I'm safe and alive if I had kept my phone on me like a normal person.

microchip you

even if it should

was coming today?" I ask, remembering that she had the unusual ability to prophesize

room, filled only with a long oak

quick count shows twenty chairs along the sides of

head, sneezing hard. Old blood, she murmurs. It always

down my spine, and Sister Miriam pulls a

sitting seems rude. Even so,

I didn't come for a

with a faint smile. "Don't worry. No one will harm you while

hops into the chair beside it, looking

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