Tangled

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240 Ava: Sister Miriam is Angry

Chapter 30Magister Orion doesn't bat an eye when we tell him that we want to get in touch

with Sister Mirlam.

Two hours later, we're back in Sister Miriam's strange mansion, just outside of the Fae Ward.

We all try calling people again, but nothing but voicemails answer us.

Selene rolls against the cool floor, groaning in relief. So much easier to breathe here. Pity. I do like it there.

"Sorry." Watching her writhe around to soothe her itchy skin gives me something to do while we wait for Sister Miriam's arrival.

Layla is back, hunched over a pile of papers she dragged with her, marking through various papers with terrifying efficiency. I'm not even sure if she's reading what's on the pages. Just flip, sign, flip, flip, sign. Every so often she sets one to the side after writing REJECTED in large letters at the top of the

page.

"Their language is fascinating." Vanessa murmurs, also watching the gnome work.

"Language?" Startled, I glance at the healer. "She hasn't said a word."

Our whispers echo through the room. It's impossible for Layla not to hear everything we're saying, yet we continue to whisper.

"Her writing," she corrects me. "Those letters-you called them runes?-are so interesting. She writes them so quickly, but they're so intricate and detailed."

Glancing at the papers again, I squint my eyes.

It takes a while for me to realize that Layla is, in fact, writing in the strange language of theirs, and not in English.

That can't be possible. I'm reading everything she's writing with such case, as though it were already in English. How?

Affinity, Selene explains with a yawn. You've accessed your magic. You've gained an

of the language

that possible? Unlock magic and an

Precisely.

so I shelve them for now.

against the floor announces Sister Miriam's arrival before she even enters the room. Selene, who's been rolling around on the floor, suddenly sits up straight, her posture prim and proper. I can't

steps into view. I blink, taken aback by

Ava Sister

shirt and jeans. It's so... normal. So un-Sister Miriam-like that for a moment, I wonder if this is

her tone cool and polite. Her red eyes lock onto

reveal? I'm not sure. Glancing at Vanessa and Marcus, whose

is the city at war with

intense that it steals my breath away for a moment as her eyes

her voice sharp with intensity. Then, as if catching herself, she quickly adds, "I've heard nothing about any war, but that doesn't something isn't happening. Quickly,

her eyes dart around the room as

never seen

She knows something

strange rogue attacks on my pack, I explain, the words tumbling out in a rush. "And I can't get in touch with anyone. No one's answering their

Layla, who's been watching our exchange instead of working on her papers. "What's going on?" she demands, her tone sharp and

feet, her small form quivering. "I don't know of

a few seconds, she must decide that she believes her, because she

a snap of Sister Miriam's fingers,

air, I blink,

turns back to me, tension radiating from her every movement. She's almost shaking with anger, but it makes

my pack in danger. Why is she

she asks, her voice tight. I'm sure there's a

steps forward. "Selene wants to run recon, try to establish a connection with our pack" he explains, gesturing to my husky. "But she'd need a way back into the city Sister Miriam's gaze falls on Selene, and

from her. For a long

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Selene observes, like that isn't obvious. But it isn't at us. She has murderous intent toward someone,

"Fine," she says, the word sounding as if it's been dragged out of her. "I'm

me everything you know," she demands. "Every detail, no matter how small. For attacks to occur without my knowledge means that

foreboding in my heart, but

sigh breaks the tense silence, her gaze softening slightly as she