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

and an entire language just

Precisely.

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

Sister Miriam's arrival before she even enters the room. Selene, who's been rolling around on the

Miriam steps

Sister

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

tone cool and polite. Her red eyes lock

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

the city

eyes widen, and she takes an involuntary step forward, so intense that it steals my breath away for a moment as her eyes darken and her usual composure cracks, showing

you ask such a question?" she demands, her voice sharp with intensity. Then, as if catching herself, she quickly adds, "I've heard nothing about any war, but that doesn't

and her eyes dart around the

seen her

She knows something

been strange rogue attacks on my pack, I explain, the words tumbling out in a rush. "And I can't get in touch with

who's been watching our exchange instead of working on her papers.

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

her, because she barks out orders. "Find out

of Sister Miriam's fingers, Layla vanishes

un air, I

her every movement. She's almost shaking with anger, but it makes

pack in danger. Why

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

can respond, Marcus 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

her.

Sister Miriam

it isn't at us. She has murderous intent toward

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

eyes snap back to me. "Tell me everything you know," she demands. "Every detail, no matter how small. For attacks to occur without my knowledge means that someone is tampering in my information network. This is not

cement the foreboding

breaks the tense silence, her gaze softening slightly as she looks at Selene. The change in