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 it

magic and an

Precisely.

shelve them for now. It's a strange thing, but not nearly as

she even enters the room. Selene, who's been rolling around on the floor, suddenly sits up straight, her posture prim and proper.

Sister Miriam steps into view. I

Ava Sister

accustomed to seeing her in. Instead, she's wearing a loose shirt and jeans.

and polite. Her red eyes lock onto mine. "Is

not sure. Glancing at Vanessa and Marcus, whose faces are blank, I

city at war with

immediate. Her 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

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

fingers twitch, and her eyes dart around the

never seen

She knows something

explain, the words tumbling out in a rush. "And I can't get in touch with

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

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

few seconds, she must decide that she believes her, because she barks out orders. "Find out what's happening and see if Alpha Renard and his

of Sister Miriam's fingers, Layla vanishes

air, I blink, startled

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

in danger. Why

did you call for me?" 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 gaze falls on Selene, and I'm shocked by the blatant

of emotion I've ever seen from her. For a long moment, she Just glares at Selene, who stares back,

Ava: Sister Miriam

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

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 of us looking into the

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

only cement the foreboding in my heart, but I

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