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.

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

heard of crystals having magical properties, but Dad always said it was human

not.

one tip of the long crystal, as if it is meant to hang off a chain. I spin the crystal around, lifting it to the light to admire its colors. “Pretty. Think I should get a chain

neck.

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my door again by the time I dash outside, finishing the messy bun I’d corralled my hair into. I’ve been pondering cutting and dyeing it to help hide my identity, but I figure if someone finds me, it’s probably not from being

and a sign on the door has my pace slowing, before I stop, staring slack–jawed at

the door.

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

learned in these past few

of being raised with wolf shifters. They do have their human emotions when shifted into their wolf form,

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disconnect from that.

starts talking as soon as my mouth opens, holding up a hand to stop my torrent of mild outrage. “Don’t even think about it, Ava. Martha agrees. You’re banned. Go home, relax, get to know your new roommate.

look like a fish as my mouth opens and closes as all my arguments dissipate in the face

her ears back and her eyes twice as large as normal. Or maybe it’s

I sigh.

I’m going to hate every second of my forced

rest.”

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

my mouth, then close it again. Yup, I’m

face. “Oh. that’s…”

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gave birth or something. But Mrs. Martha says fur babies are still babies, so get out.” He winks before slamming the door in my

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

don’t know the area. With my luck, I’d get lost in the middle of miles of evergreens, with no access to any

me in that moment that