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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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left her visibly unsettled, a rare crack in her usually

demeanor.

of prophet?” I ask, unable to contain

narrowing. “I told you, it’s none of your concern,” she snaps, her voice laced with irritation. “Don’t ask

was saying such odd things.” I just want to make

was

than she’s thinking 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 keep trying to

I wince as she tugs at a lock with more force than necessary. “Enough, Ava. You’re not to speak of this again, do

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countless times

to nod, so I choke out a soft,

***

a thousand thoughts and a thousand more worries as I pace back and forth in the cramped space of my bedroom, having skipped dinner with the family. Seeing their faces would make

choke down any food, wondering if at any moment they’d start

the power I can’t access? And are her words a vision of the future, or just some cryptic mumbo–jumbo

spot?

His expression is grim, his brow furrowed with concern.

with caution. “What’s going

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ask, heart pounding.

tousled hair. “Mom and Dad are freaking

in my head.

I’ve eaten from

they won’t,” he assures me, but his tone is

that you would truly be able to bear him any kids, considering that he hasn’t had any luck in so long. Even with you being an omega, Alpha

Renard is barren.”

frowning. “What do you mean? How do you know

some unseen burden. “Dad and Mom said

kids weren’t

can’t be true. “How is that

rolling his

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His gaze goes over my head, to my desk, then to the floor off to the side of him. “Mom was his

it up. She told Dad

has been deceived all this time, his wife bearing children that were not truly his own. They’d

skirmishes with other

too much

they weren’t alpha heirs at

she mate

why would they do that?” I ask, my voice trembling with a mixture of disbelief

pack. She didn’t want to lose her position as Luna, even if it meant

sink onto the edge of my bed, my mind reeling.

our pack?

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