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

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

me."

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

you know

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

"What do you mean? What have you done with

repeats,

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

to any wolves," the

heart pounding. The candle flickers, casting eerie shadows across the

talk to wolves," I tell Kellan,

that?" Jericho demands,

don't know," I whisper, my mind reeling. "But they know about my powers, and they said something about Lisa. Said

his expression grim. "For all we know, their safe is just another

throat tight. This person won't answer

Vanessa asks, her

Going to

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

heavy with all

here," I say finally, my voice shaking. "We

dressed for the part," a voice agree.

from 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 the ceiling. Something I've only seen an old

me before I can blink, a wall of muscle and menace. Even Vanessa steps forward,

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

greet a guest, child?"

How did

any way to

hearing her identity. Unfazed by the hostility aimed toward her, 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

you didn't come to my home?" She laughs, but it sounds oddly affectionate. "Oh, Ava. You have so much to

to Sister Miriam Again

shoulders tense. "Who are

many things,

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hand twitching toward the gun at

stepping forward to touch the back of his shoulder. "She's here to help." They're both on edge "er that phone call,

so am I.