Tangled

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239 Ava: Radio Silence

The phone doesn't even ring anymore. It goes straight to voicemail.

Kellan's rings, but there's no answer.

Vester's rings, too. But he also doesn't answer.

In fact, we've tried everyone. No one's answering.

If we hadn't already had successful calls since being in the Fae Ward, I'd suspect that we can't call people. Instead....

"Something's wrong

Stating the obvious does nothing to ease the tension in my room. The thrill of success over me reaching my magic earlier is long gone, leaving us all staring at our phones.

Magister Orion was kind enough to send a folding table upstairs for us to use, and Marcus uses it to spread a few papers across its surface.

"I've summarized all the information we've learned since being in the Fae Ward, but it's very little. I think our best bet is to ask Magister Orion and Sister Miriam to see if they can use their resources to better source intel on what's going on outside the city."

The papers are a pathetic level of information..

Marcus had a few text messages from Jericho, stating that rogues were encroaching on Westwood territory. We have no news about Blackwood, but with Kellan and Vester's silence, it doesn't bode well. We know that the alpha of Whispering Pines has something to do with all of this, but we don't know if he's working with Renard or the vampires.

We have far more questions than answers, and frustration bubbles in my belly. Is this how Lucas. felt, when he searched for me after the Gala?

Experiencing it now, and remembering how I treated his presence once he found me...

My heart sinks.

reasons to treat Lucas well. I would be crushed

reception.

between my thoughts.

setting my phone on speaker as it rings Kellan's

seconds before his

Leave me a

Short and sweet.

my shoulder. "They might be mid-mission. It isn't unusual to turn

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of Westwood is

"What about Delta Ryder?"

voicemail, too. Since he was in Westwood with Lucas, it leans more toward missions than anything particularly bad

at the side of my thumb, I slide the papers back and forth over the table, reading them over

few text messages written verbatim that came from Jericho, which somehow managed

into Westwood territory. Scouts going in. Whispering Pines defected from Council. War is coming. Keep

Possible Whispering Pines is working with Blackwood and vampires. Keep eyes

That's it.

Nothing else.

messages, and only Vester's vague mentions of how

the most information of all, coming straight from my phone call with

It isn't enough.

wouldn't be able to reach him again, I would have asked more questions. Demanded

future conversations during such a crucial

the papers from me and handing them to Marcus. "We'll keep trying to reach people, but you need to focus on your magic and your learning" "Maybe Marcus can go back home and

side. It may seem safe here under Magister Orion's care, but

if they aren't in the Fae Ward, we don't know who's involved in these attacks. There's no way either of us can

There are so many lives at stake here.