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218 Ava: Embracing Change (II)

218 Ava: Embracing Change (II)

Traveling with a vampire is a lot less mystical than I expect. (1)

It's nothing like whatever fueled my magic travel to her home. There is no endless darkness, nor an expanse of red that blots out the existence of everything else. There's no sense of travel, no sense of suffocation.

Instead, Sister Miriam spreads an arm, and a shimmering gate appears before us, silvery-black and swirling on the inside.

"Since your guards are so wary, I shall allow one of them to go first. Then me. Then you, Ava, and the last guard. This gate will disperse after the last, or after thirty seconds. It's your choice."

Her warning is clear: Either come with her, or don't, but the choice

is mine.

"Got it."

Marcus steps forward without a word, giving me a brusque nod before walking through the magical vortex, as tense as a man walking to his execution. He draws his gun before entering, and Sister Miriam says nothing, only allowing an amused twitch of her. lips.

Before Sister Miriam enters, she glances toward Jericho. "That wolf who died, screaming about a vampire in the Blackwood territory. What was her name? Marjory?"

Kellan steps between them. "How do you know about-"

She shakes her head. "That vampire never existed. When you go

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through your investigation, remember that. He never existed,

Think of my advice as a free favor from a friend. It would have been a costly one." She winks in a way that should come across playful, but looks awkward on her not-quite-in-sync features, before stepping through the gate.

"I-damn it, she's gone. Ava, I don't think this is a good idea."

"I'm leaving. Marcus is already on the other side. I have my phone. I'll call you as soon as I'm there." Feeling terrible for ignoring Kellan's plight, I dash through the portal, hoping I'm making the right decision. Vanessa's right behind me, giving me a warm sense of safety as I step through, prepared to feel some sort of otherworldly traveling experience.

But there's nothing.

ago, I

large, with no furniture at all.

sleek, and modern. Some look like bizarre art deco styles that

First Ward of Dakota Sanctuary, Ava Grey."

"Not at all."

thud against the smooth

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a faint scent of citrus and spice, something cozy and fall-feeling, that settles my nerves. Marcus is at my side in an instant, his eyes sweeping over

gruff voice

a small

ornate piece, a wistful expression on her face. "I had one just like this when I was a kid. It sat on my

her head, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Collecting things is a personal hobby of mine. I find joy in

Sister Miriam's home flash through my mind-row upon row of books, antique editions mingling with modern paperbacks. The sheer

slips out before I can

a dismissive hand. "Oh, who keeps track of such

eye, and we both

of their houses?

has the money to lose track of how many

they own?

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do, and it has nothing to do

behind us doesn't disappear, and Marcus frowns at it.

This one is permanent. You can touch it when it isn't

with confidence, reaching over to rap against the swirling gray-black smoke within the portal. Her knuckles ring against what sounds like glass, and Marcus leans forward to touch it, looking doubtful. Then his eyebrows raise in surprise,

old vampires have acquired

"Well, that explains how they've been able to travel into pack lands so

question in my direction would

the revelation, his eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

help but marvel at the sheer size of the

with clusters of collected

surface. Antique vases mingle with modern art

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