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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the vampire Margot was

across his perfect features. "I'm afraid I

was a vampire on 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 worried about something. Worried I'd tell Lucas about their connection with

The

and he tilts his head in thought. "That seems unlikely. I have no

satisfy my curiosity, but before

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

feel their hesitation, their distrust of this beautiful stranger

say, surprising myself with the conviction in my voice. If Sister

eyes narrow. "He knows

his mother is our ally,"

Marcus shakes his head,

his pot out.

was near Blackwood

That's too

bottom of the stairs. "Come along. I made sure to

stairs. His hand never strays far from his weapon. Vanessa follows, positioning

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

like the first place I met Sister Miriam. This

one. And outside the windows is nothing but trees. Wherever

a huge table that can easily

what looks like a hearty stew steaming in earthenware bowls. It's far from the claborate Fae meals we've

Vanessa

Wait a second.

know we

the sound is perfect. Melodious

nerves.

the head of the table. "I'll do my best to answer

into a chair, ignoring the pointed looks from Marcus and

The Golden

either side of me

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

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

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

her biological son," he says, motioning for us to partake as he sits

not tempted by the food. Though I'm pretty sure it's

their lead.

raised me since I was young. In every way that matters, she is my

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

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

to ask about the pigs, but I keep my mouth shut. More important things to worry about