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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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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

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

me."

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

you know that?" I

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

veins. "What do you mean?

repeats, ignoring n questions. "Time

brow furrowed. "Who is this?

won't talk to any wolves," the speaker snarls, and the

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

talk to wolves," I tell Kellan, who huffs out

that?" Jericho demands, his eyes

they know about my powers, and they

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

This person won't answer

about Sister Miriam?" Vanessa asks, her voice soft.

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

heavy with all of our unanswered

say finally, my voice shaking.

part," a voice

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

her ruby lips curving in a smile that's equal parts amusement and danger.

greet a guest, child?"

How

any way to

hostility aimed toward her, she takes a long drag

hard, my heart hammering against my ribs. "I did, but I thought

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

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shifts, his shoulders tense. "Who are

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

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Jericho growls, his hand twitching toward the gun

say, stepping forward to touch the back of his shoulder. "She's

so am I.