Chapter 175 Ava: A Wolf's Identity

If Vanessa was here, I'd love to talk to her.

Unfortunately, she's not. We're on a plane, and she's still in Blackwood, plotting on how to force answers out of my mom's wolf.

So I look at Kellan.

"If your mate kept secrets from you, even if it's for the best of reasons, in order to accomplish a goal—how would you react?"

"Furious." His answer is swift, and his eyes suspicious. "What are you up to now, Ava?"

"Nothing." Shame twists my gut as I turn back to the window. His immediate reaction is to think I'm up to something, bringing trouble to those around me.

It's not like I blame him, but the feeling I'm left with is…

Sticky. Gross. Awful.

A few days ago, I would have chafed at such a response, frustrated over Kellan treating me like an errant child.

But now?

His uneasy stare bores into the back of my head, and I rest my head against the window with a sigh. "Do you ever argue with your wolf?"

"Not anymore. I used to. Why, are you having problems with yours?"

My head snaps around faster than should be possible. "What do you mean, mine? I don't have a—"

"Yeah, yeah." Kellan leans back, closing his eyes. "You don't have a wolf. But I've seen that look on your face a thousand times. We're all shifters, Ava."

I can't help it; I touch my cheeks in confusion. "What look?"

we aren't watching, and half the time you do it out

Shit. Really?

didn't you

get comfortable. "Some things are yours to tell. And I had no proof of

I'd confirmed his guess. He

in approval, the first real glimmer of

I whisper, and he makes a vague circular motion

of them listening to that godawful movie they put

darker thoughts by this new surprise. Overall, I'm relieved. I

"So, what's the secret?"

voice comes out of nowhere after another long period of silence, and I blink at him

"What secret?"

mate," he says impatiently. "You asked how I

that was just

"Ava…"

me, and I sigh. "Vanessa sat me down for a wolves and the babes discussion

the babes? Didn't you learn that at—oh." Understanding

shrug, I just say,

Selene, who's peering at him from beneath the seat. I don't know if he understands that she's my wolf, but I don't

Later, in private.

young, we fight with our wolves a lot. They're more instinctual than we are. Fighting over perceived insults, tussles for dominance, doing whatever we need to do in order to

help my situation. Selene isn't really

Am I not?

for a while. Said he was sick of hearing about dominance and getting into fights just because someone looked at him

more relaxed than I've seen it since the party.

be better off running away and starting a new pack. Of course, we

"What did he do?"

of our friends with him. We camped in the forest as wolves and were ready to start

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255