Tangled

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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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was talking about?" I

his perfect features. "I'm afraid I don't

I found you in the woods. It was so long ago, the details blur

The Golden

tilts his head in thought. "That seems unlikely. I have no contact with

but before I

I'm sure you must be

their hesitation, their distrust of this beautiful stranger who seems to know so

in

knows things he

mother is our ally," I

Marcus shakes his head,

his pot out.

was near Blackwood

That's too convenient to be

my privacy," Acarus points out from the bottom of

movements cautious as he descends the stairs. His hand never strays far from his weapon. Vanessa follows,

a giant dining room. The entire house looks familiar, but it isn't until I see the giant table that

I met Sister Miriam. This one isn't quite the same, but it

is nothing

the modest accommodations," he says, as if a huge table that can easily fit sixteen is

simple 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

Vanessa remain

Wait a second.

you know we would be

even the sound is perfect. Melodious and deep, like a

nerves.

of the table. "I'll do

the pointed looks from Marcus and Vanessa.

The

positioning themselves on either side of me

I begin, unable to contain my curiosity any longer. "How is that possible? She never mentioned having children, and vampires aren't usually..." Well, that's kind of silly. She's the product of a vampire and

small smile. "Mother can be selective with the information she divulges. I'm sure you've noticed that

she's danced around the subject or promised to answer things

for us to partake as he sits back

the food. Though I'm pretty sure it's

their lead.

young. In every way that matters, she is my mother. Do

did you

would arrive. I've been preparing a meal every day for weeks. He nods toward the food on the table. "At least this time

to ask about the pigs, but I keep my mouth