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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.”

did you try to

side. Sometimes, she has an inhuman grace. At other

look unnatural.

be a reason to do a good deed, little

there doesn’t need to be a reason, and

calm for our current situation. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

Shit.

Yeah, he is.

still burning

fire

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in her general direction.

in the room, all showing different times.

Nope.

No phone.

alive if I had kept my phone on me like a normal person. Instead, I can clearly picture it…

is going to microchip you

to dinner, even if it should only be

was

had the unusual ability to prophesize the

leading us into a

oak table and

filled only

twenty chairs along the sides

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the table.

shakes her head, sneezing hard. Old blood, she murmurs. It always smells terrible in a

way down my spine, and Sister Miriam pulls a chair out at the fair end of the table,

rude. Even so, sitting

Miriam, I didn’t come for

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

into the chair beside it, looking incongruous as a dog at a fancy

doesn’t even blink, only

me to park my butt into

selected.

as requested, tracking the strange woman as

she settles into her seat, the double doors at the far end of

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carries a covered platter, the

air.

woefully unprepared for such esteemed guests,” Sister Miriam announces, her voice echoing in the

an ornate dish before me. “Bon appétit,” they murmur, their

back through the doors,