Chapter 2 Ava: Invitation

The eyes stalk me from the shadows, unblinking. Unwavering.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

My hands tremble as I turn the key again. The engine sputters, coughs. Please. Please start. I can't die here. Not like this.

Another turn. A whine. A sputter.

The wolf steps out from the tree line, massive and menacing. Its fur blends with the night, a specter of death and torment.

I can't make out any distinguishing features in the darkness. No way to know which of my abusers has come for me tonight.

The engine roars to life. Thank God.

I slam my foot on the accelerator, tires screeching against pavement as I peel off down the road. My heart hammers against my ribs, blood rushing in my ears.

In the rearview mirror, I can see the wolf chasing me. Keeping pace with my car as I navigate the winding roads.

He howls, a promise of pain.

It's all a familiar, sick game. I hate it. I never know when it's coming; when someone's bored enough to begin.

It never ends well though. Not for me.

The streets of my neighborhood come into view. Mom and Dad won't save me, even if I'm being slaughtered in the front yard—but if I can make it inside, that's a different story.

No one disrespects the beta's home.

I whip into an awful parallel parking job, the car jerking to a stop. My hands shake as I fumble for my keys, dropping them twice before I manage to grab them.

just need

open the car door, I stagger out on trembling legs. The keys

Almost there. Almost—

smell wet fur. And

between white knuckles. My

back in a snarl. Saliva drips from dagger-like fangs. His russet

Todd.

to torment me and

as I grab the door from behind my back,

is a reprieve; I'll take

car. I have no idea how much it will cost

Damn it.

"Ava. Come here."

I walk toward my parents, worried butterflies floating

doesn't give a shit. He knows exactly what they do to me; as long as it isn't in his eyesight, where he

behind him, her disapproving stare leveled over my shoulder.

head as I enter the room, focusing

with words. All he wants to see is my submission. Words are a waste of time coming from the lowest ranking member of our

them say a word as I cradle my wrist; they're blind to any injuries or illness

Gala this year. I trust you have enough money from your… job to be properly

my limbs, shoving past all that anxiety to settle straight into my brain.

little harder, and then skips another. The Lunar Gala.

the Northwestern Territories. Unmated wolves from

to unwind after the Northwestern Council meets and talks all their pack politics—but in reality, the Lunar Gala is more of a

entire pack avoids it. The official story is that there's bad blood between a few alphas and ours, but I

quick glance upward. He's looking over my head,

as though some offensive odor came through, but of course there's nothing. Just me. "Phoenix and Jessa will be there, so

Just a beta throwing out his orders and expecting

excitement at the idea of leaving this place even

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