Tangled

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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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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?"

and grating through

Jericho exchange a bewildered look, while Marcus and Liam simply shake their heads. "Who are you?" I demand, my grip tightening on the

me."

the voice snaps, frustration evident despite the robotic distortion. There's an edge to their words, something that doesn't translate through whatever filter they're using. "You've tapped into your power," the voice continues, and my heart skips a

you know that?" I

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to Sister

line goes silent for a moment, the absence of sound almost deafening. Then, abruptly, the speaker changes the

you mean? What have you

to hurry up," the voice repeats, ignoring n

leans in, his brow furrowed. "Who is

any wolves," the speaker snarls, and the line goes

in my hand, my heart pounding.

won't talk to wolves," I tell Kellan, who huffs out a long

the hell was that?" Jericho demands,

know about my powers,

through his hair, his expression grim. "For all

tight. This person won't answer questions,

about Sister Miriam?" Vanessa asks, her

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flame. "I don't know. Maybe she can't, or maybe she

heavy with all of our unanswered

I say finally, my

the part," a

the shadows. Her black dress clings to her figure, and she walks with mincing steps. There's a cigarette holder dangling from her fingers, a slender line

blink, a wall of muscle

Miriam merely arches a brow, her ruby lips curving in a smile

greet a guest, child?"

How did

any way to

even after hearing her identity. Unfazed by the hostility aimed toward her, she takes a long drag

heart hammering against my ribs. "I did, but I thought

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

Going to Sister Miriam

shifts, his shoulders tense. "Who

glittering. "I am many things, wolf. But to you,

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his hand twitching

the back of his shoulder. "She's here to

so am I.