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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Miriam has left her visibly unsettled, a rare crack in her usually

demeanor.

of prophet?” I ask, unable to contain

meets my gaze in the mirror, her eyes narrowing. “I told you, it’s none

but a part of me refuses to back down. “But she was saying such odd things.” I

what was

the pack. If Alpha Renard hears something like that, it doesn’t

lock with more force than necessary.

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countless

nod, so I choke out a soft, “Yes,”

***

thoughts and a thousand more worries as I pace back and forth in the cramped space of my

food, wondering if at any moment they’d start

a haunting melody. How did she know about the power I can’t access? And are her words a vision of the future, or just

spot?

sound of the door opening interrupts my circular thoughts and I whirl around to see Phoenix entering the room. His expression is grim, his

“What’s going

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ask, heart pounding.

freaking out about what

bells in my

I’ve eaten from past to future.

won’t,” he assures me, but his tone

bear him any kids, considering that

Renard is barren.”

has me frowning. “What do you mean? How do

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

kids weren’t biologically his.”

can’t be true. “How is that possible?”

his weight rolling his shoulders in

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head, to my desk, then to the floor off to the side of him. “Mom

it

and feared leader of our pack, has been deceived all this time, his wife bearing children that were not truly his

with other

revelation is almost too

died because they weren’t alpha heirs at

were weak. Did she mate a delta?

I ask, my voice trembling with a mixture of

in a pack. She didn’t want

the edge of my bed, my mind reeling. How many

our pack?

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