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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?"

and grating through the

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

me."

something that doesn't translate through whatever filter they're using. "You've tapped

you know that?"

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deafening. Then, abruptly, the speaker changes the subject. "Lisa will soon be in safe hands. That should help your

you mean?

repeats, ignoring n questions.

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

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

at the phone in my hand, my heart

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

was that?" Jericho demands, his eyes

about my powers, and they said something about

his hair, his expression grim. "For all we know, their safe

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

Miriam?" Vanessa asks, her voice soft. "Why

to Sister Miriam

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

heavy with all of our

can't just sit here," I say finally, my voice shaking. "We have

the part," a voice agree. tartling

her figure, and she walks with mincing steps. There's a cigarette holder

of muscle and menace. Even Vanessa steps forward, her

arches a brow, her ruby lips curving in

greet a guest, child?"

How

any way to

long drag from her cigarette, the ember flaring bright in the dimness of

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

She laughs, but it sounds oddly affectionate. "Oh,

Ava: Going to Sister Miriam

shifts, his shoulders

many things, wolf. But to you, I am an ally. For

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hand twitching

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

so am I.