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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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?"

sighs, the sound harsh and grating through the phone's speaker.

bewildered look, while Marcus and Liam

me."

words, something that doesn't translate through whatever filter they're using. "You've tapped into your power," the voice continues, and my

know

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to Sister Miriam

absence of sound almost deafening. Then, abruptly, the speaker changes the subject. "Lisa will soon be in safe hands. That

my veins. "What do you mean? What

hurry up," the voice repeats, ignoring n

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

wolves," the speaker snarls,

my heart pounding. The

wolves," I tell Kellan, who huffs

hell was that?"

know about my powers, and they said something about Lisa. Said she would

hand through his hair, his expression grim. "For all we

my throat tight. This person won't answer questions,

Vanessa asks, her voice

to Sister Miriam

the candle's flickering flame. "I don't know. Maybe she can't,

silence stretches, heavy with all of our

say finally, my

do look dressed for the part," a voice agree. tartling all

There's a cigarette holder dangling

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

Miriam merely arches a brow, her ruby lips curving in

greet a guest, child?"

How

any way to

she takes a long drag from her cigarette, the ember flaring bright in the dimness of the room.

my heart hammering against my ribs. "I did, but I thought it didn't

She laughs, but it sounds oddly affectionate. "Oh, Ava. You have

Going to Sister Miriam Again

his shoulders tense.

am many things, wolf.

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hand twitching toward the

stepping forward to touch the back of his shoulder. "She's here to help." They're both on

so am I.