Chapter 215 Ava: Going to Sister Miriam Again (I)

The candle wick flickers to blazing life. Marcus and Liam's hands are heavy on my shoulders, grounding me as Adam and Vanessa complete the chain. Selene's fur brushes my leg, a silent reminder of her presence.

I focus on Sister Miriam, on my desperate need to understand… everything.

My powers. The city. These phone calls. Steve. The Fae. The Moon Goddess.

Lisa. And that damned Mad Prince.

The flame flickers, casting eerie shadows across the faces of those gathered around me. I close my eyes, picturing Sister Miriam's enigmatic smile, her ruby eyes glittering with secrets.

Sister Miriam, I need you.

I hold my breath, waiting for the rush of magic, the dizzying sensation of being transported across space and time.

But nothing happens.

I open my eyes, blinking in confusion. We're still in my room, surrounded by the trappings of my everyday life. Kellan and Jericho exchange a glance, their expressions a mix of curiosity and concern.

"When's it supposed to happen?" Kellan asks, his brow furrowing.

A sinking feeling takes hold of my gut. "I don't know. It worked before."

Staring at the candle, I whisper Sister Miriam's name, each syllable a desperate plea. "Sister Miriam. Sister Miriam, please."

The silence stretches, broken only by my harsh breathing. Selene presses closer to my leg.

I'm about to try again when my phone rings, the sudden sound making us all jump. I fumble for it, my hands shaking as I see the unknown number on the screen.

"Hello?" My voice cracks, betraying my nerves.

"Are you an idiot?" a robotic voice demands. "Trying to access your power now could kill everyone around you!"

Jericho and Kellan stare intently at the phone, and I put it on speaker.

"Who is this?"

and grating through the phone's speaker. "You're

faces for any hint of understanding. Kellan and Jericho exchange a bewildered look, while Marcus and Liam simply shake

demand, my grip

snaps, frustration evident despite the robotic distortion. There's

tapped into your power," the voice continues, and

do you know that?"

goes silent for a moment, the absence of sound almost deafening. Then, abruptly, the speaker changes the subject.

veins. "What do you mean?

repeats, ignoring

"Who is

any wolves," the speaker snarls,

in my hand, my heart pounding. The

they won't talk to wolves," I tell Kellan, who huffs out a long

the hell was that?" Jericho demands, his

whisper, my mind reeling. "But they know about my powers, and they said something about Lisa. Said

hand through his hair, his expression grim. "For all

throat tight. This person won't answer questions, and

Sister Miriam?" Vanessa asks, her

my head, staring at the candle's flickering flame. "I

silence stretches, heavy with all of our unanswered

here," I say finally,

do look dressed for the part," a voice

Her black dress clings to her figure, and she walks with mincing steps. There's a cigarette holder dangling from her fingers, a slender line of smoke curling toward the ceiling. Something I've

front of me before I can blink, a wall of muscle and menace. Even Vanessa steps forward, her gentle face set in lines

merely arches a brow, her ruby lips curving in a smile that's equal

Miriam! How did

drag from her

heart hammering against my ribs. "I did, but I thought it

come to my home?" She laughs, but it sounds

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