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.

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

throat, drawing everyone's attention. "There's more," he says grimly. "Ava received a phone call earlier. Someone pretending

deepens. Suddenly,

her mechanical wings whirring softly. I realize I haven't seen her since we first arrived, and her presence

Tinker asks, her lilac eyes

"Explain it, the telephonic connection

way of describing a phone call. But right now I can barely focus

recounts the details of the call, and Tinker listens

Magister Orion

not at all. When he called, it was robotic and ominous. This person was a woman, whispering. It sounded like

in the Fae Ward uses a normal telephone like you do. The magical wards interfere with the signals, causing them

this new information. "Wait, what? When were you going to mention that could

We assumed

chair, feeling overwhelmed. "Is it possible

I created the technology, but it isn't

bring it

could be a vampire living among humans," Marcus points

say what we're all thinking. "There's no way to know who it is, then. It could

someone from our pack." Vanessa squeezes my shoulder. "At least

in the world except a Westwood

someone tries to get you away from me

what we do next, but 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

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