Tangled

47 Ava: The Apartment

47 Ava: The Apartment

The apartment Clayton talked about is in the middle of the city, in a high–rise that towers above every other building in the area. It reeks of money.

I follow Clayton through the opulent lobby, cringing as my sneakers squeak against the polished marble floor. I don’t belong here, in this sleek, luxury–through–minimalism space.

Two large men in crisp suits stand by the entrance, their eyes following our every move.

“Guards?” I murmur to Clayton, trying to keep my voice casual despite the unease prickling up my spine.

He nods once, ushering me towards the elevators. “For the human residents, yes. We aim to avoid any

incidents between humans and shifters.”

My eyebrows lift at that, and I risk a sidelong glance at him as we step into the empty elevator car. “Incidents happen often around here?”

Clayton’s expression darkens momentarily as he hits the button for the top floor. “Not often,” he allows.

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“But no pack is immune. There are always hotheads who lack control, rogues who seek chaos. We have to take precautions.”

I absorb that silently, my mind whirling. It was not infrequent to hear my father complaining about young idiots who wandered into the human territory and harmed or killed humans. The Blackwood Pack didn’t

treat humans well. It’s different here.

I’ve seen the differences firsthand, but I still didn’t

expect humans and shifters to live in the same building.

The top floor is exclusive. You can see it at first glance; there are only two doors, despite the long hallway. There should be plenty of room for other apartments, yet there aren’t any.

left, his hand a warm weight against the small of my back. I tense at his touch,

wariness.

unlocking the door and waving

stunning. There are huge windows

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apartment. It has an open floor plan, bringing in all the natural light, and even with the furniture that Clayton has provided, I could easily

in the high ceilings, the modern

into an alcove.

despite

Clayton prompts, watching me closely. There’s a glint of something like pride in his eyes

of him making such personal arrangements for me. “It’s very nice,” I

overwhelming. “We’ve been over this. For now,

simmering sense of independence that

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chin to meet his piercing gaze. “I

kidnapped by

me off, his tone laced with a sharp edge. “Before you went into a heat so potent that even an alpha

low in my belly. Clayton holds my

primal.

continues in a low rumble. “But the truth is, you’re a rare thing in our world, Ava. An omega with immense

it.”

to protest, but Selene’s warning rings in my

him, Ava. Play along for now, at least until we can find a way

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to nod. “Fine. I’ll stay here for now.” The words feel like shards

head in acceptance. “Good. Get settled in. My apartment is across the hall, so I won’t be far.

even thought about a change of clothes. I’m wearing some that Clayton had brought over,

nothing,” he says, as if

stocked, but I’m not sure if anything

weight of this kindness is suffocating. I feel like I’m trapped in a gilded

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expression softens into one of concern. “We can pick up your dog tomorrow if you’d