Chapter 240 Ava: Sister Miriam is Angry

Two hours later, we're back in Sister Miriam's strange mansion, just outside of the Fae Ward.

We all try calling people again, but nothing but voicemails answer us.

Selene rolls against the cool floor, groaning in relief. So much easier to breathe here. Pity. I do like it there.

"Sorry." Watching her writhe around to soothe her itchy skin gives me something to do while we wait for Sister Miriam's arrival.

Layla is back, hunched over a pile of papers she dragged with her, marking through various papers with terrifying efficiency. I'm not even sure if she's reading what's on the pages. Just flip, sign, flip, flip, sign.

Every so often she sets one to the side after writing REJECTED in large letters at the top of the page.

"Their language is fascinating," Vanessa murmurs, also watching the gnome work.

"Language?" Startled, I glance at the healer. "She hasn't said a word."

Our whispers echo through the room. It's impossible for Layla not to hear everything we're saying, yet we continue to whisper.

"Her writing," she corrects me. "Those letters—you called them runes?—are so interesting. She writes them so quickly, but they're so intricate and detailed."

Glancing at the papers again, I squint my eyes.

It takes a while for me to realize that Layla is, in fact, writing in the strange language of theirs, and not in English.

That can't be possible. I'm reading everything she's writing with such ease, as though it were already in English. How?

Affinity, Selene explains with a yawn. You've accessed your magic. You've gained an understanding of the language it encompasses.

How is that possible? Unlock magic and an entire language just appears in your head?

Precisely.

was here, but he's not, so I shelve them for

Miriam's arrival before she even enters the room. Selene, who's been rolling around on the floor, suddenly sits up straight, her posture prim and

steps into view. I blink, taken aback by her appearance. Gone are the vintage dresses I've grown accustomed to seeing her in. Instead, she's wearing a loose shirt and jeans. It's

moment, I wonder if this

evening," she greets us, her tone cool and polite. Her red

sure. Glancing at Vanessa and

city

step forward, so intense that it steals my breath away for a moment as her eyes darken and

ask such a question?" she demands, her voice sharp with intensity. Then, as if catching herself,

her eyes dart around the room as if searching for

seen

She knows something.

been strange rogue attacks on my pack," I explain, the words tumbling out in a rush. "And I can't get in

watching our exchange instead of working on her papers.

to her feet, her small form quivering. "I

that she believes her, because she barks out orders. "Find out what's happening and see if Alpha Renard and his brood are

vanishes into thin air. I blink, startled by the sudden

from her every movement. She's almost shaking with anger, but it makes no

in danger. Why

for me?" she asks, her voice tight.

respond, Marcus steps forward. "Selene wants to run recon, try to establish a connection with our pack," he explains, gesturing to my husky. "But she'd

I'm shocked by the blatant dislike that twists her features. It's the most open display of emotion I've ever seen from her. For a long moment, she just glares at Selene, who stares

it

sigh. "Fine," she says, the word sounding as if it's been dragged out of her. "I'm willing to travel with the...

me. "Tell me everything you know," she demands. "Every detail, no matter how small. For attacks to occur

only cement the foreboding in my heart, but I ask,

Miriam's sigh breaks the tense silence, her gaze softening slightly as she looks at Selene. The change in her demeanor is subtle, but

voice measured, "operates independently of wolves or

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