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I always knew they were a little outdated.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.

don't have jobs. They're stuck at the mercy of their mates, if their mate has

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

Beaniverse, yes—but I don't think I ever really noticed it

months

Mrs. Elkins, and Carlos, and Franklin. Of Clayton and Ivy. Of

about me. If they're worried. How

Don't get me wrong…

I'm going to escape.

don't know how quickly I

brain, I don't know how to

on foot, but I can't shift. They'd catch me within hours.

a boat, if we weren't

smiling sweetly, but the look is all wrong—his eyes too

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

feels tight, but I manage a nod, keeping my expression neutral. Renard's gaze 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

discuss a few things

he has in store.

I can't pull away without causing a

hide their trembling. Renard settles beside me, entirely too

and unshifted—it's quite the conundrum. You have no direction, no purpose. These are

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