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.

shelve them for now. It's a strange thing,

heels against the floor announces Sister 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

moment, I wonder if this is

her tone cool and polite. Her red eyes lock onto mine. "Is there a

should I reveal? I'm not sure. Glancing at Vanessa and Marcus, whose faces

city

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

as if catching herself, she quickly adds, "I've heard nothing about any war, but that

dart around the room as

seen

She knows something.

my pack," I explain, the words tumbling out in

gaze snaps to Layla, who's been watching our exchange instead of working on her papers. "What's going

to her feet, her small form quivering. "I don't know of anything,

must decide that she believes her, because she barks out orders. "Find out what's happening

into thin air.

radiating from her every movement. She's almost shaking with anger, but

my pack in danger. Why is she

me?" she asks, her voice tight. "I'm

a connection with our pack," he explains, gesturing to my husky. "But she'd need a way

the most open display of

isn't obvious. But it isn't at us.

lets out a long sigh. "Fine," she says, the word sounding as if it's been dragged out of her. "I'm willing to travel with the... wolf. It shouldn't take long with both of us looking into the

back to me. "Tell me everything you know," she demands. "Every detail, no matter how small. For attacks to occur without my

cement the foreboding in my heart, but I

silence, her gaze softening slightly as she looks at Selene. The change in her demeanor is subtle,

of

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