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

and an entire language

Precisely.

so I shelve them for now. It's a strange thing,

been rolling around on the floor, suddenly sits up straight,

as Sister Miriam steps into

Ava Sister Miriam

vintage dresses I've grown accustomed to seeing her in. Instead, she's wearing a loose shirt and jeans. It's

polite. Her red eyes lock onto

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

Miriam, is the city at

intense that it steals my breath

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 something

eyes dart around the room

seen her

She knows something

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

instead of working on her papers. "What's going

feet, her small form quivering.

that she believes her, because she barks out orders. "Find out what's happening

Sister Miriam's fingers,

air, I blink,

to me, tension radiating from her every movement. She's almost shaking with

danger. Why is she

did you call for me?" she asks, her

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

of emotion I've ever seen from her. For a long moment, she

Sister Miriam

obvious. But it isn't at us.

sounding as if it's been dragged out of her. "I'm willing to travel with the...

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

only cement the foreboding in my

tense silence, her gaze softening slightly as she looks at

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