Chapter 251 Ava: Florice's Fate

My legs tremble as Marcus guides me down the stairs. Each step feels like a monumental effort, and I'm acutely aware of the sweat beading on my upper lip and hairline. The living room comes into view, and I'm taken aback by the sight of Magister Orion pacing in silence, his usual booming presence subdued.

Vanessa's concerned gaze meets mine as we enter and she comes over to help Marcus lead me into a nearby chair.

I sink into it gratefully, my body feeling like it's made of lead.

"Thanks," I manage, offering Vanessa a weak smile. The room seems to spin slightly, and I have to focus to keep my vision steady. "What's going on?"

Magister Orion halts his pacing, his eyes locking onto mine. The gravity in his expression sends a chill down my spine before he even speaks.

"Florice has been murdered."

The words hang in the air, and for a moment, I can't process them. Then reality crashes in, and I feel the blood drain from my face.

"What?" I exclaim, my voice cracking. "How? When?"

More suspicious timing. More odd events. And we're still in the dark, with no idea who is behind any of this.

It's not a coincidence.

Florice was coming to us with information; whatever she found meant something. But the knowledge is now lost to us.

Magister Orion's complexion is ashen, worry etched into every line of his face. He opens his mouth to respond, but Vanessa cuts in.

voice tight with strain. "We need to consider our options. Whoever didn't want Florice spilling their secrets might know she was coming to

a phone call earlier. Someone pretending to be from Westwood, begging her to come back before

frown deepens. Suddenly, he bellows,

almost instantly, her mechanical wings whirring softly. I realize I haven't seen her since we

Magister?" Tinker asks, her lilac eyes darting between

Orion gestures to Marcus. "Explain it, the

Magister Orion's formal way of describing a phone call. But right now I can barely focus on

call, and Tinker listens intently, her expression growing more

it sound like when Magister Orion

it was robotic and ominous. This person was a woman, whispering. It sounded like she

uses a normal telephone like you do.

her blankly, my exhausted brain struggling to process this new information. "Wait, what? When were you going to

sheepish. "I apologize. We assumed you knew.

chair, feeling overwhelmed. "Is it possible for

aware of. I created the technology, but it isn't impossible for someone to

to get a cell phone and bring it

viable scenarios. "It could be a vampire living among humans,"

to know who it

be someone from our pack." Vanessa squeezes my shoulder. "At least we've

in the world except a Westwood

distant. "We're dealing with forces beyond our usual understanding. Florice is murdered, and someone tries to get you away from me and the safety you have here. There's a clear connection, but we don't know their

They're on edge, Marcus standing on the balls of his feet as

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