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

around at the others, searching 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

me."

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.

know

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to Sister

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

"What do you

up," the voice repeats,

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

any wolves," the speaker snarls,

phone in my hand, my heart pounding. The candle flickers, casting eerie shadows

tell Kellan, who

was that?"

my mind reeling. "But they know about my powers, and they said something about Lisa. Said

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

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

Vanessa asks, her voice soft. "Why didn't she

Going to Sister

candle's flickering flame.

with

say finally,

part," a voice agree. tartling all

cigarette holder dangling from her fingers, a slender line of smoke

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

a brow, her ruby lips curving in a

greet a guest, child?"

Miriam! How

any way to

her identity. Unfazed by the hostility aimed toward her, she takes a long drag from her cigarette, the ember flaring bright in the dimness

swallow hard, my heart hammering against my ribs. "I did,

didn't come to my home?" She laughs, but it sounds oddly affectionate. "Oh,

Going to Sister

shoulders tense. "Who

gaze flicks to him, her eyes glittering. "I am many things, wolf. But

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twitching toward the gun at

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

so am I.