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.

here," she says, her voice tight with strain. "We need to consider our options. Whoever

more," he says grimly. "Ava received a phone call earlier. Someone pretending to be from Westwood, begging her to come back before

frown deepens. Suddenly,

sudden volume, my nerves already frayed. To my surprise, Tinker appears almost instantly, her mechanical wings whirring softly. I realize I haven't seen her since we first arrived, and

her lilac eyes darting

Orion gestures to Marcus. "Explain

might have found amusement in Magister Orion's formal way of describing a phone call. But right now I can barely

the details of the call, and Tinker listens intently,

Orion speaks?"

all. When he called, it was robotic and ominous. This person was a woman, whispering. It

one in the Fae Ward uses a normal telephone like you do. The magical wards interfere

brain struggling to process this new information. "Wait, what? When were you

assumed you

possible for them to

of. I created the technology, but it

bring it into the city for this purpose,"

"It could be a vampire

way to know who

Vanessa squeezes my shoulder. "At

so anyone in the world except

and someone tries to get you away from me and the safety you have here. There's a clear connection, but

are. They're on edge, Marcus standing on the balls of his feet as though ready to jump into action. Vanessa's so tense her fingers dig into my shoulder despite her

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