Tangled

Chapter 240

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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

and an entire

Precisely.

few questions if he was here, but he's not, so I shelve them for now. It's a strange thing, but not nearly

even enters the room. Selene, who's been rolling around on

as Sister Miriam steps into view. I blink,

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her in. Instead, she's wearing a loose shirt and jeans. It's so... normal. So

cool and polite. Her red eyes lock onto mine. "Is there a

Glancing at Vanessa and Marcus, whose faces are blank,

Miriam, is the city at

eyes widen, and she takes an involuntary step forward, so intense that it steals my breath away for a moment

such a question?" she demands, her voice sharp with intensity. Then, as if catching

her eyes dart around the room as if searching for unseen

seen

She knows something

in a rush. "And I can't get in touch with anyone. No one's answering their

of working on her papers. "What's going on?" she demands, her tone sharp and bordering on

form quivering. "I don't know of

she must decide that she believes her, because she barks

a snap of Sister Miriam's fingers, Layla

air, I blink,

from her every movement. She's almost shaking with anger,

my pack in danger. Why is she so

did you call for me?" she asks, her voice tight. I'm sure there's

"Selene wants to run recon, try to establish a connection with our pack" he explains, gesturing to my husky. "But

seen from her. For

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

sigh. "Fine," she says, the word sounding as if it's been dragged out of her. "I'm willing to travel with the... wolf. It shouldn't take long with both

matter how small. For attacks to occur without my knowledge means that someone

grim words only cement the foreboding in my

softening slightly as she looks at Selene. The change in her demeanor is

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