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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as I

promise of pain.

sick game. I hate it. I never know when it’s coming; when someone’s bored

though. Not for me.

of my neighborhood come into view. Mom and Dad won’t save me, even if I’m being slaughtered in

the beta’s home.

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

just need to get

door, I stagger out

in my grip

front

Almost there. Almost-

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can smell wet

clenched between white knuckles. My heart stops.

Saliva drips from dagger–like fangs. His russet fur tells me

Todd.

loves to torment me

door from

reprieve; I’ll take

car. I have no idea how much it will cost to repair my cracked

Damn it.

“Ava. Come here.“/

toward my parents,

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stomach.

exactly what they do to me; as long as it

is seated in his favorite armchair, his expression stoic as always. Mom

the last time we had eye

the room, focusing my gaze on his

don’t bother greeting him with words. All he wants to see is my submission. Words are a waste of time coming from the lowest ranking member of our pack.

I cradle my wrist; they’re blind to any injuries

year. I trust you have enough money from your… job to be properly

shock,

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that anxiety to settle straight into my brain.

another. The Lunar Gala. I’ve missed out on

Northwestern

hoping to find their

Northwestern Council meets and talks all their pack politics–but in reality, the Lunar Gala is more of a matchmaking ball. Alliances are made when high–ranking shifters mate into other

avoids it. The official story

at having to attend is a palpable force in the room, and I risk a

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beneath his notice.

nose wrinkles as though some offensive odor came through, but of course there’s nothing. Just me. “Phoenix

explanations. Just a beta throwing out his orders

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