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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 to save

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

look unnatural.

there be a reason to do a good deed, little wolf?”

course there doesn’t need to be a reason, and yet it feels like there

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Shit.

Yeah, he is.

the candle still burning at the apartment?

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

in the room, all showing different times. I

Nope.

No phone.

I’m safe and alive if I had kept my phone on me like a normal person. Instead, I can clearly

going to microchip you

dinner, even if it should only be lunch time. You watch too much

you know I was

she had the unusual ability to prophesize

us into a giant

a long oak

filled only

shows twenty chairs along the sides of

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the table.

Old blood, she murmurs.

Sister Miriam pulls a chair out at the

rude. Even so, sitting just seems… awkward.

I didn’t come for a meal-”

smile. “Don’t worry. No one will harm you while you are in my

the chair beside it, looking incongruous

even blink,

my butt into

selected.

as she crosses to the other side of

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

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otherworldly. Each carries a covered platter, the scent of food wafting

air.

esteemed guests,” Sister Miriam announces,

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

vanish back through the doors, leaving me