Tangled

Chapter 2

2 Ava: Invitation

The eyes stalk me from the shadows, unblinking. Unwavering.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

My hands tremble as I turn the key again. The engine sputters, coughs. Please. Please start. I can’t die here. Not like this.

Another turn. A whine. A sputter.

The wolf steps out from the tree line, massive and menacing. Its fur blends with the night, a specter of death and torment.

I can’t make out any distinguishing features in the darkness. No way to know which of my abusers has come for me tonight.

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I slam my foot on the accelerator, tires screeching against pavement as I peel off down the road. My heart hammers against my ribs, blood rushing in my ears.

In the rearview mirror, I can see the wolf chasing me.

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Keeping pace with my car as I navigate the winding

roads.

He howls, a promise of pain.

It’s all a familiar, sick game. I hate it. I never know when it’s coming; when someone’s bored enough to begin.

It never ends well though. Not for me.

The streets of my neighborhood come into view. Mom and Dad won’t save me, even if I’m being slaughtered in the front yard–but if I can make it inside, that’s a different story.

No one disrespects the beta’s home.

I whip into an awful parallel parking job, the car jerking to a stop. My hands shake as I fumble for my keys, dropping them twice before I manage to grab them.

I just need to get inside.

Throwing open the car door, I stagger out on

trembling legs. The keys jangle in my grip as I stumble

towards the front door.

Almost there. Almost-

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my car as I navigate the winding roads.

howls, a promise of

never know when

ends well though. Not

come into view. Mom and Dad won’t save me, even if I’m

one disrespects the beta’s home.

shake as I fumble for my keys, dropping them twice before I manage to grab them.

to get inside.

door, I stagger out

jangle in my grip as I

the front door.

Almost there. Almost-

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smell wet fur. And rage.

clenched between white knuckles. My heart

feet away, lips curled back in a snarl. Saliva drips from dagger–like fangs. His russet fur tells me everything I need to know about

Todd.

loves to torment me and

he just watches as I grab the door from behind my back, turn,

is a reprieve;

idea how much it will

Damn it.

“Ava. Come here.“/

my parents, worried butterflies

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stomach.

they do to me; as long as it isn’t

is seated in his favorite armchair, his expression stoic

stare leveled over–my shoulder. I can’t remember the last time we had eye contact outside of being dressed down.

my head as I enter the room, focusing my gaze on

to see is my submission. Words are a waste of time

I cradle my wrist; they’re blind to any injuries or illness I suffer.

money from your… job to be properly dressed for the occasion. Be

shock, and cold

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anxiety to settle

a little harder, and then skips another. The Lunar Gala.

big deal, encompassing the Northwestern

find their

reality, the Lunar Gala is more of a matchmaking ball. Alliances are made when

pack avoids it. The official story is that

palpable force in the room, and I risk a quick glance upward. He’s looking over my head, not even

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beneath his notice.

there’s nothing. Just me. “Phoenix and Jessa will be there, so make sure to present yourself

Just a beta throwing out

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