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 say, "Be

nose, his disappointment already hidden.

I'll just get a new

you. Try staying inside. Rowan will be by this afternoon,

little faster. Without Clayton, it'll probably be

again, with a

* * *

The city is huge.

of White Peak—well,

glass facades glinting in the

of it all. I'm used to the quiet, the solitude of my little

scanning the crowd. He seems at ease, comfortable in this urban jungle. I envy

large department store. Its windows are filled with mannequins dressed in the latest

adorned with glittering chandeliers. The air is perfumed

excessive, but I'm learning that Clayton doesn't know the meaning of frugal—but Rowan doesn't seem to notice.

way through the aisles, and I steal glances at Rowan. He's different now, more relaxed and easy-going. During my heat, he had struggled with his own attraction to me, his eyes

tension between us. He's just Rowan, warm and friendly, a steady presence at my side. If I didn't

his company, especially in a place like this. The crowds make me nervous, the constant

Peak and Cedarwood that

and scent

it the presence of Rowan,

smell your power, Selene says, calm as ever. You no longer smell

to make hiding a lot

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

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