Tangled

15 Ava: Settling In (I)

Waking up with a dog is both better and worse than waking to an alarm.

Selene starts with a cute little nose bumping against my hand. Then a head burrowing beneath it. Then her entire body on mine, as her dog breath–which smelled particularly fishy–assaults my nose.

She finishes it off with a low, mournful howl, and I

open my eyes with a groan. “I’m up. I’m up. Come on, Selene. You couldn’t let me sleep for fifteen more

minutes?”

Her huff sounds a lot like you slept for six hours, you’ll

be fine to me, but I rub her ears and roll out of bed anyway, only to screech a few seconds later when something sharp tries to murder my foot.

“Shit! Ow, ow, ow. Fuck. Oh, my God. I’m dying. Holy shit.” I fall back onto the bed and check the bottom of

my foot. Only a little bleeding where something sharp broke the skin, and a nice big scratch. I grab my glasses and peered at the floor, shocked to see a purple crystal there.

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Selene must have gotten into something overnight, because that was not there last night.

I shoot her a dark look. “This is the thanks I get for giving you a home?”

My sweet little husky just tilts her head, staring at me like I’m stupid, and I sigh, tossing the crystal onto my night stand. For a second, I feel a tingle on my

fingertips, but when I grab it again and hold it in my palm, there’s nothing.

Weird.

ever–present aching pain in my chest seems subdued, almost as if

properties, but Dad always said it was

not.

the crystal around, lifting it to the light to admire its colors. “Pretty. Think I should get a chain

neck.

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the clock and I rush Selene out the door, telling her to find a place to potty as I get dressed in record time. She’s at my door again by the time I

The Novel Grind’s building, and a sign on the door has my pace slowing, before I stop, staring slack–jawed

the door.

to facilitate bonding with your new dog and to rest from your workaholic tendencies. Don’t worry, we’ve got

I’ve learned in these past few days that I can’t stop attributing human emotions to her mannerisms.

shifters. They do have their human emotions when shifted

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disconnect from that.

a madman. He starts talking as soon as my mouth opens, holding up a hand to stop my torrent of mild

fish as my mouth opens and closes as all my arguments dissipate in the

to see Selene with her ears back and her eyes twice as large as normal. Or maybe it’s just

I sigh.

I’m going to hate every second of my forced

rest.”

grew wider. “We figured. Martha said it’s paid time off, for–um, I think she

mouth, then close it again. Yup, I’m for sure

fish face. “Oh. that’s…”

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something. But Mrs. Martha says fur babies are

has a built–in soft close, because banging doors doesn’t fit a bookstore cafe’s

then the door again. “I guess we can just… go home?” Because what else am I going to do? I could go hiking, but I don’t know the area. With my luck, I’d get lost in the middle of miles of evergreens, with no

in that moment that