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?

after a few circles. You are strong. You have me. We

we do?"

as you have

* * *

couch cushions, trying to let Selene's words wash over me. Live. Just live. It sounds

You cannot keep going as you have been,

my lips. "What do you

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

I've had to learn to run. But to Selene,

build muscle, increase my stamina. A tremor of trepidation runs through me, but I

be able to defend myself.

I steel my resolve. "Okay. What

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

As long as you can have your work done before you leave, I

Mrs. Elkins.

me one of her warm, grandmotherly smiles. "Not a

kindness lancing through

living room—push-ups, sit-ups, air squats, a hundred each. My muscles strain and

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