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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

another room. It's large, with no

a ridiculous amount of lamps in various styles. Some look like street lamps. Others are more sleek, and modern. Some look like bizarre art deco styles that make no reasonable sense to

to the First Ward of Dakota Sanctuary, Ava Grey." Sister Miriam's

"Not at all."

thud against the

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There's a faint scent of citrus and spice, something cozy and fall-feeling, that settles my nerves. Marcus is at my

gruff voice

small smile. "I'm fine.

locked on the array of lamps scattered throughout the room. Her fingertips graze the surface of a particularly ornate piece, a wistful expression on

a personal hobby of mine.

Sister Miriam's home flash through my mind-row upon row of books, antique editions mingling with

The question slips out before I

"Oh, who keeps

and we both grin. Who doesn't keep

of their houses?

even has the money to lose track of

they own?

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very different world than we do, and it has

disappear, and Marcus frowns at it. "I

side. This one is permanent. You

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.

Miriam laughs. "Many old vampires have acquired

explains how they've been able

head. "A simple question in my direction would have saved you a lot

his eyes wide and mouth slightly agape. Vanessa frowns thoughtfully, her brow

us out of the room, and Lean't help but marvel at the sheer size

with clusters

with modern art sculptures, while vintage photographs hang alongside abstract

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