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215 Ava: Going to Sister Miriam Again (1)

The candle wick flickers to blazing life. Marcus and Liam's hands are heavy on my shoulders, grounding me as Adam and Vanessa complete the chain. Selene's fur brushes my leg, a s nt reminder of her presence.

I focus on Sister Miriam, on my desperate need to understand... everything.

My powers. The city. These phone calls. Steve. The Fae. The Moon Goddess. Lisa. And that damned Mad Prince.

The flame flickers, casting eerie shadows across the faces of those gathered around me. I close my eyes, picturing Sister Miriam's enigmatic smile, her ruby eyes glittering with secrets. Sister Miriam, I need you.

I hold my breath, waiting for the rush of magic, the dizzying sensation of being transported across space and time.

But nothing happens.

I open my eyes, blinking in confusion. We're still in my room, surrounded by the trappings of my everyday life. Kellan and

Jericho exchange a glance, their expressions a mix of curiosity and

concern.

"When's it supposed to happen?" Kellan asks, his brow furrowing.

A sinking feeling takes hold of my gut. "I don't know. It worked before."

Staring at the candle, I whisper Sister Miriam's name, each syllable

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215 Ava Gloing to Sistor Miriam Again (1)

a desperate plen. "Sister Miriam. Ster Miriam, please"

The silence stretches, broken only by my harsh breathing. Selene presses closer to my leg,

I'm about to try again when my phone rings, the sudden sound making us all jump. I fumble for it, my hands shaking as I see the unknown number on the screen.

"Hello?" My voice cracks, betraying my nerves.

"Are you an idiot?" a robotic voice demands. "T ng to access your power now could kill everyone around you!"

Jericho and Kellan stare intently at the phone, and I put it on speaker.

"Who is this?"

harsh and grating through the phone's speaker. "You're taking

and Jericho exchange a bewildered look, while Marcus and Liam simply shake their heads. "Who are you?" I

me."

an edge to their words, something that doesn't translate

you know

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to Sister Miriam

deafening. Then, abruptly, the speaker changes the subject. "Lisa will soon be

my veins. "What do you

repeats, ignoring n

in, his brow furrowed. "Who is this? What do you want

any wolves," the speaker snarls, and

heart pounding. The candle flickers,

they won't talk to wolves," I tell Kellan, who

hell was that?" Jericho demands,

reeling. "But they know about my powers, and they said something about Lisa. Said she

his expression grim. "For all we

This person won't

about Sister Miriam?" Vanessa asks, her voice

to Sister

shake my head, staring at the candle's flickering flame. "I don't know. Maybe she can't,

heavy with all of our

here," I say finally, my voice shaking.

dressed for the part," a

and she walks with mincing steps. There's a cigarette holder dangling from her fingers, a slender line of smoke curling

and Jericho are in front of me before I can blink, a wall of muscle

arches a brow, her ruby lips curving in a smile that's equal parts amusement and

greet a guest, child?"

How did

any way to

she takes a long drag from her cigarette, the ember flaring bright in the dimness of the room. "You called me, did

hammering against my ribs. "I

to my home?" She laughs, but it sounds oddly affectionate. "Oh, Ava. You have so much to

Going to Sister Miriam

his shoulders tense. "Who

to him, her eyes glittering. "I am many things, wolf. But to

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his hand twitching toward

his shoulder. "She's here to help." They're both on edge "er that

so am I.