Chapter 96 Ava: Life in Westwood (I)

Lucas still calls me every night, but Lisa had helped encourage me to text him yesterday, asking for space, at least until he returns to Westwood.

I'm sure he gets hourly reports from all my guards, but at least I don't have to worry about playing nice when I'm starting to feel resentful and frustrated, despite knowing I should be grateful for being saved.

I'm grateful to him for a lot. Having guards around should be a small price for all of this. It's just hard.

"Welcome home!" Lisa exclaims as she flings open the door to her new apartment.

When Lisa said that Lucas had settled her into an apartment, I'd expected something… I don't know.

Normal?

This is far from normal.

The luxurious living room has been decorated in some sort of eclectic, artistic mix of boho wall decor and minimalist furniture, leaving bright, wide open spaces with bright splashes of color and texture on the walls. Floor-to-ceiling windows flood the space with natural light, framed by curtains I'm afraid to even touch. How can curtains look so expensive?

A sleek kitchen gleams in the corner, all stainless steel appliances and marble countertops, with white cabinets that are going to be a terrible experience to keep clean. It's like the entire apartment was made with maid service in mind.

"Wow," I breathe, running my fingers along the back of the luxurious leather couch. "Lucas really went all out, didn't he?"

But they don't hear me, because—well, they're still arguing.

rises, competing with the clatter of her heels against the hardwood as she storms after Kellan. "We don't need a guard dog watching our

glass. Skyscrapers pierce the sky, glinting in the afternoon sun. Cars crawl along

It's busy.

From the Novel Grind and its cozy charm. From the little

From Selene.

felt her presence curled around my mind like a

Selene in my head any day now, assuming it was a side effect of our bond. I'd hoped it meant Selene was getting closer, that she'd found a way to reach me despite the distance. But as the hours tick by with

stomach twist, bile rising in my throat. I can't

shut as if I can will her into existence through sheer desperation.

the muted sounds of the city and Lisa's ongoing argument

get to dictate every aspect of our lives!" Lisa's voice cracks like

Ava's safety is our top priority. We can't take any chances. Not all

of Mom and Dad makes me want to vomit, but it's the memories of Todd's attack that flash behind my

shit again, but his

the torment of my pack members to end. Of the day I'd resolved to leave my pack. Of his nasty dick shoved into my

my jaw, fighting against the wave of nausea. No,

won't let

and more. I'm looking forward to it in a way that makes me almost want to shy away from the newly bloodthirsty urge in my soul—the

dying will change a lot of things,

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