Tangled

Chapter 255

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255 Ava: The Golden Stranger

Light illuminates the room, and Marcus steps back, hiding me more fully behind his bulk.

"Who are you?" he asks, and I glance at the knife he's holding behind his back.

When I try to step around him to see who's talking, Vanessa steps forward to block the gap.

can't see anything, and yet I know who's talking. I just can't remember who they are.

"Easy, wolves. I am no enemy of yours, and no danger to the witch you shield."

"Give us your name, Vanessa snaps, uncharacteristic hostility in her tone. "Who are you, and why do you know us?"

"Ah, yes. I suppose you wouldn't know. I am known as Acarus, of the Fourth Beginning. You know my mother"

"Mother?" Marcus asks, shifting his weight as he edges a little closer. "And who might that be?"

"And what the hell is the Fourth Beginning?" Vanessa's annoyance is clear. "You can't throw around words and expect them to mean a thing."

"Oh. Yes, I suppose you wouldn't know that, either." A long pause. "Don't look at me so, wolves. My mother is Miriam, of the Fourth Beginning. Or, as you know it, Dakota Sanctuary. There's a lilt in his voice that tells me he's probably smiling. "Does that help?"

"Miriam?"

The talk of a mother dislodged a long-forgotten memory, and I shove past Marcus.

The golden stranger stands before us, his palms raised in a gesture of peace. His ethereal beauty. is just as striking as I remember-inhuman in its perfection. Golden hair catches the light, and those piercing blue eyes seem to shift to a crimson hue as they move. A mild smile plays on his lips, but it does little to ease the tension in the room.

Marcus and Vanessa tug me back, their protective instincts kicking in, but I shake them off as I

exclaim, "It's you!"

I turn to my friends, eager to explain. "He was in the woods during the Blackwood riot. He didn't harm me then."

Acarus nods in my direction, his gaze appraising. "You've become stronger since we last met, Ava

Grey."

A question that's been nagging at me since our first encounter bubbles to the surface.

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vampire Margot was talking about?" I

his perfect features.

Blackwood lands. Margot came to warn me about it, right before I found you in the woods. It was so long ago, the details blur in my mind. "She was

Ava: The Golden

his head in thought. "That seems unlikely. I have

curiosity, but before I can press further, he

down for dinner? I'm sure you must be hungry after

their distrust

conviction in my voice. If Sister Miriam is his mother, then he's probably on our

eyes narrow. "He knows

mother is our

Marcus shakes his head,

his pot out.

near Blackwood before we

That's too convenient to

intruded on my privacy," Acarus points out from the bottom of the stairs.

as he descends the stairs. His hand never strays far from his weapon. Vanessa

looks familiar, but it isn't

eccentric and eclectic, just like the first place I met Sister Miriam. This one isn't quite the same, but it

And outside the windows is nothing

if a huge table that can easily fit sixteen is not good

spread of bread, cheese, and what looks like a hearty stew steaming in earthenware bowls. It's far from the claborate Fae meals we've grown accustomed to, but my

and Vanessa

Wait a second.

you know we

even the sound is perfect. Melodious

nerves.

taking a seat at the head of the table. "I'll

chair, ignoring the pointed looks from

The Golden

themselves on either side

any longer. "How is that possible? She never mentioned having children, and

be selective with the information she divulges. I'm sure you've noticed that

times she's danced around the subject or promised to answer things later, much like Selene does-yeah, I'd

for us to partake as he sits back in

stoic, not tempted by the food.

their lead.

me since I was young. In every way that matters,

rather have answers right now," Vanessa says, still suspicious. "How did

together, he sighs. "Truth be told, I didn't know exactly when you would arrive. I've been preparing a meal every day for weeks. He nods toward the food on the table. "At least this

keep my mouth shut. More important things to worry about than

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