Chapter 335 Ava: Sister Miriam's Warning

A low, mournful keen jerks me out of a dead sleep.

Beside me, Aurum's massive form twitches and writhes, soft whimpers escaping his muzzle.

"Selene, what's happening?"

I think Lucas is waking, Selene's voice echoes in my mind. She's curled protectively around Aurum, her silver head resting atop his golden one.

My breath catches as hope surges in my chest. It's taken so much longer than I expected.

Aurum lets out another pitiful whine, his paws scrabbling against the sheets. I reach out instinctively, wanting to comfort him, but Selene's head jerks up.

Enemies.

"What do you mean?" My question is sharper than intended.

Intruders. Get dressed. Now. Kellan's on his way.

I bolt out of bed, even though I don't understand.

Then a strange, vibrating ping resonates inside my head.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

Grimoire says with absolute calm. We

I can grab, my heart pounding so hard I

the door, I collide with

back,

one hand while ushering us all back inside with the other. He closes the door behind

camp," he explains in a hushed tone, his eyes darting between

blurt out. "I can pinpoint exactly

far do your wards

fear mingling in my gut. If only I'd pushed myself harder. I could have

the line where the wards end, then taps the spots where they were triggered.

leans in, his brow furrowing. "That's farther than I

the situation is not lost on me. Another fight. We've just settled in after the last one. "How did they get so

Selene's voice echoes in

in the room shifts. A familiar figure materializes in the center of the floor, and I gasp. Sister Miriam stands before us, her eyes wild and her

fight," she says,

brain reels at her sudden appearance—and the blood all over her—but a strange sense of calm takes over my mouth. "We

She glances at me in approval. "You've grown. But, they won't be enough. It's an initial scouting party of vampires. They've caught

My blood runs cold.

during the first invasion of pack lands. Can we stand up to them when we're already this weak? Without

the hell have you been? Selene's voice rings out, sharp

itself," she retorts,

blood on her

a mask of determination. "How many are there?" he asks, cutting straight to the heart

last decade. As for weapons?" She smiles mirthlessly. "They're vampires,

my own. "We need to alert the others," I say, trying to keep my voice steady. "Can you

can alert them through

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