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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

tilts slowly to the other side. Sometimes, she has an inhuman grace. At other times, it’s like she’s a robot with bad programming, moving in ways that

look unnatural.

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

the room, all showing different times. I reach into my pocket

Nope.

No phone.

It would be way too convenient to call someone and let Lucas know I’m safe and alive if I had kept my phone on me like a normal person. Instead, I can clearly picture it… on my

to microchip

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

you know I was coming

she had the unusual ability

says, leading us

a long oak table and chairs.

filled only

quick count shows 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 feeding

spine, and Sister Miriam pulls a chair out at the fair end of the table, motioning

Even so, sitting just seems…

I didn’t come for a

she says again, with a faint smile. “Don’t worry. No

hops into the chair beside it, looking incongruous as a

even blink,

park my butt

selected.

as she crosses to the other side of the

she settles into her seat, the double doors at the far end of the room swing open, revealing three men. Their skin has an almost translucent

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platter, the scent of food wafting through the

air.

esteemed guests,” Sister Miriam announces,

dish before me. “Bon

doors, leaving me staring