Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 51

Chapter 51 Ava: Clayton's Departure

Clayton's shoulders stiffen, and he sighs. "You'll be safe as long as you stay within the pack," he says, his voice tight.

My heart skips a beat at his words.

"I'm going to have to go out on a quick trip," Clayton continues, and my eyes widen.

A trip? Where? And why?

The questions are burning on the tip of my tongue, but I bite them back, not wanting to draw attention to myself. Besides, I don't need to know.

Instead, I force a small smile and say, "I hope you have a safe trip."

Clayton nods, his expression softening as he meets my gaze. "Thank you, Ava."

For a moment, I think he's going to say more, but then he seems to think better of it. He takes a step towards me, and my heart rate picks up, my body tensing involuntarily.

"Can I have a goodbye kiss?" he asks, his voice low and rough.

I swallow hard, my mouth dry. A part of me wouldn't mind feeling his lips on mine again, knowing the passion that can erupt between us.

But a much larger part of me holds me back.

So instead of leaning in, I turn my head slightly, offering him my cheek. His lips brush against my skin, warm and soft, and I feel a shiver run down my spine despite myself.

As he pulls back, I can't help but notice the flicker of disappointment in his eyes, and I have to fight the urge to apologize.

smile and

nose, his disappointment already hidden. "Set up your phone. Call me when you

just get a new burner as soon as I

keep an eye on you and check up on you. Try staying inside. Rowan will be by this afternoon, and if

faster. Without Clayton, it'll probably

again, with a

* * *

The city is huge.

city of White Peak—well, you

all in. Skyscrapers tower overhead, their glass facades glinting in the sunlight. The sidewalks are packed with people, all rushing to their destinations, their chatter

I'm used to the quiet, the solitude

at Rowan, who's walking beside me, his eyes scanning the crowd.

with mannequins dressed in the latest fashions, and I can't help but

polished marble, the ceilings high and adorned with glittering chandeliers. The air is perfumed with the scent of expensive cosmetics

even with the brand names on their labels—something I'd found excessive, but I'm learning that Clayton doesn't know the meaning of frugal—but Rowan doesn't seem to notice.

glances at Rowan. He's different now, more relaxed and easy-going. During my heat, he had

and friendly, a steady presence at my

his company, especially in a place like this. The crowds make me nervous, the constant movement and noise setting my nerves on edge. But with

Cedarwood that they never looked twice at me, accepting me as just

and scent the

presence of

calm as ever. You no longer smell

That's going to make hiding a

would be more prudent to get stronger so you don't need

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