Chapter 130 Ava: The Party (I)

The party is in the heart of the Westwood pack lands, neighboring Granite City. A quiet road leads from an urban metropolis to a quiet and rural town, too small to be called a suburb.

Only shifters live here.

A prickling, wrong sort of feeling crawls over my skin, and Lisa grabs my hand when she notices how tense I am.

"It'll be fine," she assures me, with all the confidence in the world.

I hope she's right.

Just keep your ears and nose open, Selene says, sounding a little grumpy. She's stuck in the apartment because there's no way to explain to the guards at the door why I would just let my dog go roaming the world on her own.

I will, I promise, even though my ears and nose aren't much better than the average human's.

A little better. But not that much better.

"You both have your phones, right?" Kellan asks as he drives, as if he hasn't asked the exact same question three other times already.

"Yes," we chorus dutifully.

"And my phone number?"

"Yes."

"What time am I picking you up?"

"Eleven at the latest," Lisa sighs.

"And your drink of choice?"

this one, because Lisa's too busy

can't drink. That's the entire

underage," Kellan interrupts her, turning off on a side road. It's lined with trees, and I can see cows grazing in the field

if their wolves ever go after

often lose control, and wolves get

the same thing happen in Blackwood. But

anything homemade at the party, and don't drink anything that comes out of a punch

Dad," Lisa chirps, before leaning to whisper in my ear, "Such a

"I can hear you."

wanted

foreboding feeling creeping and crawling over me. It's probably just anxiety. I haven't been to a large scale event in forever. The few I've been to didn't end well

wearing sneakers. It helps soothe the anxious flipping of my stomach, knowing that I'll at

I

be fine, Selene

sure

hurt their alpha's

for shifters as a human, trying not to focus too much on the urge to run back to the apartment and slam the door on all of

easier to be alone. Even as

want your life to follow a different path,

with her impeccable and slightly cryptic

I know. I'm trying.

those negative feelings, when

them as new friends.

before remembering I'm in the car with Kellan. They were friendly to me there. It

Have faith.

to say, hard

farmhouse looms larger as we approach. Cars are scattered haphazardly across the front lawn, parked wherever there's a spare patch of grass. Shifters mill about, some heading into the house while others spill out into the yard, their laughter and chatter mixing with the

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