Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 63

Chapter 63 Ava: Homecoming (V)

The next few days are agonizing.

There are shifters outside my house every hour of the day.

Mom and Dad have disappeared, doing… Honestly, I don't know what they're doing.

Phoenix was never around much to begin with, so I'm not surprised that I don't see him.

It occurs to me that I haven't seen Jessa even once since I've been home, but, again, not really surprised. It isn't like we were ever close.

So I pace in my childhood home, trapped, with no idea what's coming next, building nightmare after nightmare of assumptions in my mind. Sometimes I catch Selene's show on TV and watch that. Other times I watch the news, a habit I've gotten used to since working at The Novel Grind. Mrs. Elkins often had it on in the background.

It's amazing how sheltered I was from the human world, even when living in it. I see why Dad never let me watch the news; it's enlightening to see how things are outside of the views of your pack.

I always knew they were a little outdated. After being in the Aspen territory, I've learned that my family pack is barely out of the Dark Ages. Now that my eyes have been opened, there are so many details I can pick out that are just wrong.

The fact that I had a phone at all was a miracle—of course, I bought it with my own money.

Jessa begged Dad for one when she was twenty-one, and he relented. But so many women in the pack don't have a cell phone at all. My dad is sometimes considered a little too lenient on his women.

Except for me, of course.

jobs. They're stuck at the mercy of their mates, if their mate has any at

in with his child, looking for a book or having them read while they do their work. It's a

I don't think I ever

months of freedom will do

and Franklin. Of

worried. How long they'll stay worried for, and when

Don't get me wrong…

I'm going to escape.

just don't know how

wrack my brain, I don't know

They'd catch me within hours. The only way to escape is with a car. Or a bus ticket.

boat, if we weren't

knock on the door interrupts my pacing, and I frown as the door opens without waiting for a response. Alpha Renard strides in, smiling sweetly, but the look is all wrong—his eyes too calculating, his face too smarmy, his voice like poison to the little happiness I've managed to store within

croons, reaching out to touch my arm. I fight the urge to recoil. "I trust you're settling

rakes over me, and I resist the instinct to cover myself, even though I'm fully dressed. There's something predatory in the way he looks at me that makes my skin crawl. There's no desire there, only a sick assumption of

discuss a few things with you, now that you've had some

whatever twisted scheme he has in store. "What did you

couch, his grip firm enough that I can't pull away

in my lap to hide their trembling. Renard settles beside

"your situation is unique, to say the least. A woman of your age, unmated and unshifted—it's quite the conundrum. You have no direction, no purpose. These are all things you need to get

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