Chapter 60 Ava: Homecoming (II)

When Mom and Dad walk through the door, dinner isn't ready, because I haven't once left the couch.

I'm two episodes into a back-to-back marathon of Selene's favorite show. Todd and his two goonies have tried to get me to cook, but I've ignored them at every turn.

I find it interesting that they never once tried to physically drag me into the kitchen. They would have before.

I don't think it's my attitude; they're the kind who would beat it out of you, not back down.

So, it's the order Phoenix gave. But why? What's planned for me?

Before I left, it was to use me as a breeder for the pack. That isn't the kind of future where I'm protected from beatings. That means there's something more…

My stomach clenches. Do they know about my heat?

They have to.

There's no other explanation.

If they know I went into heat, then they'll likely know about the supposed 'true omega' designation Clayton's pack had given me.

And if they think I'm that…

Shit.

When the front door opens, I don't budge. Not a muscle twitches.

against the floor. Even without looking, I can imagine the pinched look on her face. "Ava Grey. Your brother spends all this time to find you and bring you home safely, and you can't

respond, keeping my eyes trained on the flickering

get up from the couch. The absence of his presence

me on the couch and his expression darkens.

his gaze, unflinching. His eyes bore into mine, a storm of emotions swirling in their depths. Anger, disappointment,

thick enough to choke on. Mom's cold stare digs into the side

jaw clenches, the muscles flexing beneath his weathered skin. For a moment, I think he might speak, might unleash the

his gaze locked

at Mom and says, "Have something

smile I want to have has to be hidden deep in my heart. There's

many questions about how I'm doing, where I've been, am I

should learn to keep my mouth shut, too. When did I develop

parents come home after their daughter's been missing, and

my life like this for two

do another

dad says in his warning

to call him any form of

clenches. "I see that you've become a degenerate in your absence. I'm letting it pass today because

laugh. But she's not, so I just turn up the volume on the TV, only for Mom to snatch the remote from

voice like ice. "Get dressed in something more

my thighs, and my faded t-shirt that might have seen better days a hundred years ago. Mom's

in a designer dress that could put a down payment on someone's house, tasteful glittering jewelry dripping from her neck and

down my body with a bright

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