Tangled

70 Ava: Sister Miriam (II)

Trepidation and anxiety flow in equal measure through my veins as my mother leans forward, tired of waiting for a clear answer. “Can you sense if Ava is pregnant, Sister Miriam?” o

The woman’s eyes glaze, her gaze becoming distant as if peering into another realm. Her voice deepens, taking on a strong cadence that seems to vibrate the very air around us. “An ancient power lies dormant, awaiting the weakest to awaken it. Her womb shall house the strongest, who will inherit the legacy of the

Lycans.”

And just like that, she’s back, the energy dispersed in mere seconds. She blinks at me, then toward my

mother. “It is uncertain,” she answers, still with her eerie smile. “I shall come again before the ceremony. Alpha Renard has chosen well.”

“Ah, yes…” My mom’s pathetic agreement only cements her disdain toward me. “Thank you for coming, Sister

Miriam.”

“What are friends for, Grace?”

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Sister Miriam’s gaze meets mine once again. There’s a glint in her eyes that makes me nervous. “If you ever need me, child,” she says, her voice low and almost melodic, “simply light a candle and call my name. I’ll

find you.”

I watch Sister Miriam leave, her words lingering in the air like an ominous mist. As the door closes behind her,

my mother lets out a shudder, her face twisted. She

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the dresser and rubs the gel over her palms, making sure no amount of skin is untouched, as if trying to scrub away an invisible stain.

“Who is she?” I ask, unable to contain my curiosity despite the strange encounter.

My mother’s eyes narrow as she turns to face me. “Stop being so nosy, Ava,” she snaps, her voice laced with irritation. “That’s none of your concern.”

She looks over my body in disgust. “It’s unfortunate that we still don’t know if you’re pregnant, but I guess there’s little we can do except wait.”

I watch my mother closely as she continues fussing with my hair, her movements stiff and agitated. The

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her visibly unsettled, a rare crack in

demeanor.

I ask, unable to contain my curiosity any longer.

my hair. She meets my gaze in the mirror, her eyes narrowing. “I told you, it’s none of your concern,” she snaps, her

down. “But she was saying such odd things.” I just want to make sure Mom

was said here.

of her own status in the pack. If Alpha Renard hears something like that, it doesn’t matter what plan Phoenix has in mind–he’ll

necessary. “Enough, Ava. You’re not to speak of this again, do you understand?” Her voice is low and threatening,

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I’ve heard countless times before.

choke out a soft, “Yes,” hoping I look properly cowed.

***

back and forth in the cramped space of my bedroom, having skipped dinner with the family. Seeing

if at any

words echo in my head like a haunting melody. How did she know about the power I can’t access? And are her words a vision of the future,

spot?

opening interrupts my circular thoughts and I whirl around to see Phoenix entering the room. His expression is grim, his brow furrowed with concern. He tosses a burner phone onto my bed, the device bouncing

“What’s going on?” I

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ask, heart pounding.

Dad are freaking out about what Sister Miriam said,” he explains,

bells in my head.

stomach twists, and I want to vomit all the food I’ve eaten from past to future. “Are they going to

assures me, but his tone is laced

Dad are loyal to Alpha Renard, they never expected that you would truly be able to bear him any kids, considering that he hasn’t had any luck in

Renard is barren.”

“What do you mean? How do you know that?”

his shoulders sagging with the weight of some unseen burden. “Dad

weren’t biologically his.”

be true. “How is that

his weight rolling his shoulders in

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gaze goes over my head, to my desk, then to the floor off to

friend. She helped cover it up. She told Dad everything.”

our pack, has been deceived all this time, his wife bearing children that were not truly his own. They’d been his pride and joy, even if they were weak for alpha–heirs, all of them dying during what would

with other shifters.

revelation is almost too much to

because they weren’t alpha

Did she mate

voice trembling with

She didn’t want

sink onto the edge of my bed, my mind reeling. How many other secrets are buried beneath the surface of

our pack?

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