Chapter 396 Ava: Cell Towers

I don't trust her, Selene says, coming out from me to stare suspiciously at the door Ivy closes behind her.

The walk back feels longer, my boots crunching through snow as my mind churns. Something about Ivy's story nags at me, like a splinter under my skin. It leaves me uneasy and uncomfortable, but I can't pinpoint why.

"Selene, could you ask around about the attack?"

She trots beside me, staring at me with her sharp blue eyes. Why do you want to know about that?

"I can't put my finger on it. It's just strange. Maybe I'm being paranoid." Lord knows I've got serious issues with the woman. Paranoia feels far too natural around her. Of course, she encourages it with her strange behavior and passive-aggressive nature, but… I don't know.

There's something about this. I just know it.

You think she's lying?

"No, no. Not that."

She was too nice?

"No." Frustrated by my own inability to understand what's bothering me, I kick at the snow compacted to the side of the trail. "It's probably nothing. I'm just—"

Her presence felt strange to me, too, Grimoire offers, sounding thoughtful. I paid little attention, but it was strange. I don't know why, either.

Maybe that was it. "Think she was affected by some taint she passed by?"

It could be. We haven't had much experience with the early stages of exposure. We can keep an eye on her.

if it was,

It's different every time. It can manifest in many different

at Ivy's cabin, I wonder if that could possibly be it.

sending me face-first into a snowbank. I hop and skip a few steps to regain

Her ears prick forward. Twenty? Thirty? And yet

My steps slow.

Grimoire says. The corruption near Wolf's Landing has been contained. The rogues have been affected elsewhere,

venture out further? The ones who hunt, or patrol,

What if they're like Ivy—something's

Greg move closer, clearly noting my tension. I wave them back, not wanting to alarm anyone unnecessarily. "Grimoire, is there a way to scan everyone? To see if others

I do isn't that in depth. I'm not

impossible, but it would take considerable energy. This isn't a general area scan, but more of a fishing expedition. The magic spent is far greater, and the control is much tighter, to search for that specific resonance. In order to match it, you

to spend more

Yes.

* * *

and Vester are gone on whatever

kiss to Lucas's cheek, catching the tail end of their conversation. Something about cell towers makes

about

tightens. "They're

"Since when?"

makes my earlier worries about

fingers dancing across the screen before holding it out to me. The video quality is crisp,

usual professional demeanor

weaken. The crawl at the bottom of the screen screams "STATE OF EMERGENCY" in bold red letters. The president is dead.

the White House... Vice President Matthew Collins has assumed command... Several supernatural delegates

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