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147 Ava: A Vampire’s Goodwill (1)

147 Ava: A Vampire’s Goodwill (1)

The familiar voice comes from behind us. Spinning around, I find Sister Miriam standing in the doorway, exactly as I remember her. Pale skin. Dark hair that seems to swallow light instead of reflecting it. Eerie red eyes that seem to glow in the soft light of the

room.

It occurs to me that the curtains are all wide open, letting natural light into this space. And she visited during the day when we first met.

I really need to learn more about vampires. My lack of knowledge might get me killed.

“How did we get here?” I ask, hating the slight tremor in my words.

It isn’t every day that you open your eyes and realize you’ve been magicked to another place.

Sister Miriam smiles, but there’s something unsettling about the expression. It doesn’t quite reach her eyes. I remember, now, how her face doesn’t really move with her smiles. “You called for me, did you not?”

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Each graceful step brings her closer, and I step back, bumping against the warmth of Selene’s body. At least I’m not alone.

It’s almost as if she’s gliding rather than walking.

“I must say, I’m impressed. Not many have the ability to reach me in such a way.”

My brows come together in confusion. “I don’t understand. I just lit the candle and thought of you, like you said.”

“It takes more than just a candle and a thought, child. There must be power behind it. Power that you clearly possess.”

She moves closer to me, and I fight the urge to take another step back. There’s something about her presence that both terrifies and intrigues me. “What do you want from me?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

Sister Miriam tilts her head to the side, studying me with those unnerving eyes. “The question is, what do you want from me? You called for me, after all. There must be a reason.”

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sent a letter to the Westwood pack, warning me about danger.”

“That danger is now passed.” She looks me over, the gesture more dismissive than anything else. “You seem to have made it out in one piece. There’s no need to

call me.”

you try

grace. At other times, it’s like

look unnatural.

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to be a reason, and yet it feels like there is one.

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Shit.

Yeah, he is.

is the candle still burning at the apartment?

fire

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waving us in her general direction. “Come. It is

clocks in the room, all showing different times.

Nope.

No phone.

if I had kept my phone on me like a normal person.

is going to microchip you

I follow Sister Miriam to dinner, even if it should only be

know I was coming today?” I

unusual ability

she says, leading us

a long oak

filled only

twenty chairs along the

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the table.

she murmurs. It always smells terrible in a feeding

Sister Miriam pulls a chair out at

so, sitting

didn’t come for a meal-”

she says again, with a faint smile. “Don’t worry. No one will harm you while you are in

chair beside it, looking incongruous

even blink, only

my butt into the chair she’s

selected.

into it as requested, tracking the strange woman as she crosses

the far end of the

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covered platter, the scent of food

air.

We were woefully unprepared for such esteemed guests,” Sister Miriam

before me. “Bon appétit,” they murmur, their voices

through the doors, leaving me