Chapter 49 Ava: Selene's Secret Vice

Selene's presence helped me sleep like the dead. Waking in the morning in a room outside of the hospital is nicer than I want to admit to Clayton, after trying to refuse this apartment.

Stretching languidly, I take a moment to bask in the luxury of the king-sized bed, reveling in the silky sheets caressing my skin. A contented sigh escapes my lips as I roll onto my side, only to find myself face-to-face with Selene's piercing blue gaze.

"Morning," I murmur, reaching out to scratch behind her ears.

Morning, pup. Her tail thumps against the mattress in greeting. Sleep well?

"Like a rock." I glance around the lavish bedroom, my eyes lingering on the plush armchairs positioned near the floor-to-ceiling windows. "It's going to take some getting used to, living in a place like this."

You deserve nice things, Ava. Selene nuzzles my hand. Although, I must admit, I miss the simplicity of your old apartment.

Is it possible to feel nostalgia after only a week away? Because I do.

"Me too. We won't be able to go back for a little while, right?"

Selene's ears flatten against her head. Not until the alpha sends you home.

Pushing aside the melancholy, I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and stretch again, relishing the freedom of movement. No sore back or hips, and no tense neck after sleeping on near-flat pillows. "So, what's on the agenda for today?"

Selene hops off the bed and trots toward the door. Well, you don't have a job to go to anymore, so I suppose you could be a couch potato for once.

I can't help but laugh at the mental image. "A couch potato? Really?"

grin. There's a new shifter romance show that just started. We could binge-watch it

spacious living area. "A

plush sofa, making herself comfortable. You'd be surprised. From what I've

cheeks at her suggestive tone. "Steamy, huh? I'm not sure I want to watch something like

a pointed look. After everything we've been through

my head in amusement, I join her on the couch, tucking my feet beneath me. "Alright, alright. Let's see what all

to life, and the opening credits of "Fated Mates" fill the screen. Selene's tail thumps excitedly against the cushions, and I can't help

see what kind of

eyes glued to the screen. This show is going to make you wish you had a

have one. He didn't want me. I

fated mate doesn't count when they're too

lips. Trust Selene to

further, a sharp knock echoes through the apartment, causing us both to turn our heads toward the sound. Frowning, I

surprised to find Ivy

sure how to greet her, so I just say, "Hello,"

my appearance with a critical eye, unimpressed by my pajamas. An impatient

going to invite me in, or shall we conduct our business in the

step aside, gesturing for her to enter. "Of course,

me, Selene lets out a snort from her spot on the couch, drawing Ivy's attention. Surprise flickers across her face when the husky doesn't back down from her

that dog?" Ivy asks,

my gaze with a knowing look. "She's just a stray who showed up one day. Ran away from her

against the cushion, almost as if she's agreeing with my explanation. Ivy,

who simply stares back at her, unfazed. "Well, I suppose

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