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 language it

magic and an entire language

Precisely.

I shelve them for now. It's a

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 help but

as Sister Miriam steps into view. I blink, taken aback by

Sister Miriam is

vintage dresses I've grown accustomed to seeing her in. Instead, she's wearing a loose shirt and jeans. It's so... normal. So un-Sister Miriam-like that for a

evening," she greets us, her tone cool and polite. Her red eyes lock onto mine. "Is there

should I reveal? I'm not sure. Glancing at Vanessa and Marcus, whose faces are blank, I launch into

Miriam, is the city

my breath away for a moment as her eyes darken and her usual composure cracks, showing

intensity. Then, as if catching herself, she quickly adds, "I've heard nothing about any war,

twitch, and her eyes dart around the room as

never seen

She knows something

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

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

small form quivering. "I don't know of

believes her, because she barks out orders.

snap of Sister Miriam's fingers,

I

Miriam turns back to me, tension radiating from her every movement. She's almost shaking with anger, but it makes no

danger. Why is

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

a connection with our pack" he explains, gesturing to my husky. "But she'd need a way back

ever seen from her. For a long moment,

Sister

obvious. But it isn't at us. She has murderous intent

sounding as if it's been dragged out of her. "I'm willing to travel with the... wolf. It shouldn't take long with

attacks to

only cement the foreboding

Miriam's sigh breaks the tense silence, her gaze softening slightly as she looks at Selene. The change in her demeanor is subtle, but

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