Chapter 25 Ava: A Familiar Scent

Selene growls, pacing as she sniffs every corner of the room. Her hackles are stiff. Even though she's just a dog right now, it's still intimidating.

That bastard was here, Selene confirms, after sniffing around the bedroom. He won't harm you. Her lip curls back into a soft snarl. I can smell his regret with every step he took.

I collapse, my legs too weak to hold me up. That refreshed, revitalized feeling is gone. Only fear remains.

"What am I going to do? I can't stay here. If he found me, that means Dad can find me."

Perhaps. Selene stretches with a large yawn. I would not worry yet, cub. You are not as defenseless as you once were, and you cannot run forever.

"But—"

You cannot run forever, Selene repeats forcefully, and I fall silent, struggling against the panic fluttering against my ribcage. One day, you might have to fight back.

Fight back?

I'd never imagined fighting back.

How can a wolfless defect fight back?

the couch after a few circles. You are strong. You have me. We will

do?"

Just as you have been. Do not borrow trouble before

* * *

sigh and fall onto the couch cushions, trying to let Selene's words wash over me. Live. Just live. It sounds so simple when she says it like

head, those piercing blue eyes fixing me with an intent stare. You cannot keep going as you have been, though. Your body is soft. Weak. You must strengthen

at my lips. "What do

Exercise. Train your body as you would your mind. You cannot rely solely on

I've had to learn to

to shifters. She wants me to get fit. To toughen up, build muscle, increase my stamina. A tremor of

from my pack—comes for me again, I need to be able to defend myself. My only chance at true freedom is becoming strong enough to fight back

slow nod, I steel my resolve. "Okay. What do I need

approach Mrs. Elkins with a request to leave work early three days a week. I spin a vague story about a class

she doesn't pry. "Of course, dear. As long as you can have your work done before

over me. "Thank you, Mrs. Elkins. I really appreciate your

of her warm, grandmotherly smiles. "Not a problem, Ava. Just take care

her kindness lancing through my chest. If only

a series of basic calisthenics in the privacy of my small living room—push-ups, sit-ups, air squats, a hundred each. My muscles strain

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