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

"Ava received a phone call

Orion's frown deepens. Suddenly, he bellows,

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 presence is oddly

Tinker asks, her lilac

Marcus. "Explain it, the telephonic connection

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

and Tinker listens intently, her expression growing

Orion speaks?" Tinker asks, turning

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

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

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

grace to look sheepish. "I apologize. We assumed you knew. It's common knowledge here in the Fae

feeling overwhelmed. "Is it possible for them to call us without

the technology, but it isn't impossible for someone

and bring it into the city for this purpose,"

be a vampire living

say what we're all thinking. "There's no way to know who

to be someone from our pack." Vanessa squeezes my shoulder. "At

the world except a Westwood

murdered, and someone tries to get you

a glance at Marcus and Vanessa tell me how stressed they 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

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