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?"

voice sighs, the sound harsh and grating through the phone's

their faces for any hint of understanding. Kellan and Jericho exchange a bewildered look, while Marcus and Liam simply shake their heads. "Who are you?" I demand, my grip tightening on the phone.

me."

an edge to their words, something that doesn't translate through whatever filter they're using. "You've tapped

do you know

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

you mean?

up," the voice repeats, ignoring n questions. "Time is

"Who is this? What do you

to any wolves," the speaker snarls,

my heart pounding. The candle flickers, casting

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

the hell was that?" Jericho demands, his eyes

know about my powers, and they said something about Lisa.

his hair, his expression grim.

throat tight. This person won't answer questions, and knows too

Sister Miriam?" Vanessa asks, her voice soft. "Why didn't

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

silence stretches, heavy with all of

finally, my voice shaking. "We

look dressed for the part,"

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 of smoke curling toward

before I can blink, a wall of muscle and menace. Even Vanessa steps forward, her gentle face set in lines of

Sister Miriam merely arches a brow, her ruby lips curving in a smile that's equal parts amusement and danger. "Is

greet a guest, child?"

Miriam! How

any way to

long drag from her cigarette, the ember

my heart hammering against my ribs.

it sounds oddly affectionate. "Oh,

to Sister Miriam Again

shoulders tense. "Who are

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

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his hand twitching toward the gun at his

of his shoulder. "She's here to help." They're both on

so am I.