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.

heels click 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

respond, keeping my eyes trained on the flickering TV

feel Todd get up from

doorway. His eyes find me on the couch and his expression darkens.

eyes bore into mine, a storm of emotions swirling in their depths. Anger, disappointment, and

on. Mom's cold stare digs into the side of my face,

beneath his weathered skin. For a moment, I think he might speak,

there, his gaze locked with mine, as if searching for

"Have

smile I want to have has to be hidden deep in my

TV. "So good to see you've been so worried about me. So many questions about how I'm doing, where

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

their daughter's been missing, and not a word out of their mouth

like this for two decades is

can't do

says in his warning

refusing to call him any

brow twitches and a muscle in his jaw clenches. "I see that you've become a degenerate in your absence. I'm

were here, she would have repeated his words in a mocking tone that made me laugh. But she's not, so I just turn up the volume on

cannot be watching that level of trash, Ava," she admonishes, her voice like ice. "Get dressed in something more presentable. You look like a homeless

mind as I look down at my worn-out jeans, with holes in the knees and in a couple places along my thighs, and my faded t-shirt that might have seen better days a hundred years ago. Mom's gaze is cutting, appraising me from head to toe with an expression

to perfection, as she always is, in a designer dress that could put a down payment on someone's

wave a hand down my body with a

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