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I make it two days before I give up and call Lisa, ten minutes before her shift. She doesn’t answer the first time, so I call again. This time, she picks up, and her annoyed voice brings tears to my eyes.

“Hello?” that wonderful voice snaps into my ear, suspicious and guarded. She thinks I’m a robocaller.

“Hey, Lise.” Somehow, I manage to sound normal.

“Ava? This isn’t your number. Did you lose your phone?”

I pick at the inseam of my jeans, staring out the train window, focusing on the rolling hills beyond the raindrops splattered against my window. I’ve switched trains a few times and bought multiple tickets at each station, just in case someone figures out how I left the city. In the end, I’ve managed to take an odd, loopy route that has me now in Washington. “Yeah. Look, if anyone from my family tries to contact you… Um. God, this is going to be a lot that I can’t explain before your shift starts, but the main thing is that if my family contacts you, tell them you don’t know anything. Save

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this number under a random name. Call me Ashley or

something.”

“Okay.”

Her instant acceptance warms my heart. My nose tingles as a few tears escape, sliding down my cheeks. It’s enough to take the edge off that pain in my chest that refuses to leave, as though something important is

missing.

It has to just be in my head, though, right…? If he was my fated mate, he would have never looked at me the way he did. I’ve never heard of a fated who hates their mate. Even the abusive ones.

he is. It’s a knowledge deep

Damn it.

to get rid of me. That would be nice. I wait for

here. I’m just in shock. I can’t believe you

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being insensitive. When will you come back? A

my lip.

“Never?!”

most important. I’m not human, Lise. Not exactly, anyway. My entire

shifters, aren’t they? The ones that rule over the entire area?” Her voice is a higher pitch that normal, but at least she

screaming.

me anymore? I know I had pre–mourned her several days

strangled half–laugh sounds from my phone. “Girl,

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I’m just… processing. Holy shit. The Blackwoods. No wonder you said you’d

to move out.”

“Mmhmm.”

And not answered my texts

turtle. “I know. I’m sorry. I ditched my phone and thought I shouldn’t contact you, in case they–well. In case.”

at me. I need to clock in. Look, Ave. I’ll save your number, and we are going to talk, okay? Should I get a different phone in case they like, tap mine, or something? Can they do that? I know they control

around here.”

help the hysterical giggle that escapes. “I have no idea. Oh, God.

on my way home. Are you safe right now? God, Shelby’s right here. I have to go, but I need to know you’re

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she can’t see me. “I’m safe,” I promise, hoping I’m

you, girl. I’ll call you as soon as I can.”

at the corners of my mouth. This is why I gave in. This was