Tangled

Chapter 50

51 Ava: Clayton’s Departure

Clayton’s shoulders stiffen, and he sighs. “You’ll be safe as long as you stay within the pack,” he says, his voice tight.

My heart skips a beat at his words.

“I’m going to have to go out on a quick trip,” Clayton continues, and my eyes widen.

A trip? Where? And why?

The questions are burning on the tip of my tongue, but I bite them back, not wanting to draw attention to myself. Besides, I don’t need to know.

Instead, I force a small smile and say, “I hope you have

a safe trip.”

Clayton nods, his expression softening as he meets my gaze. “Thank you, Ava.”

For a moment, I think he’s going to say more, but then he seems to think better of it. He takes a step towards me, and my heart rate picks up, my body tensing

involuntarily.

“Can I have a goodbye kiss?” he asks, his voice low and

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rough.

I swallow hard, my mouth dry. A part of me wouldn’t

mind feeling his lips on mine again, knowing the passion that can erupt between us.

But a much larger part of me holds me back.

So instead of leaning in, I turn my head slightly,

offering him my cheek. His lips brush against my skin, warm and soft, and I feel a shiver run down my spine despite myself.

but notice the flicker of disappointment in

force another smile and say, “Be safe.”

already hidden. “Set up your phone.

no point wondering if it’s hacked. I’ll just get a new burner as soon as I can.

eye on you and check up on you. Try staying inside. Rowan will be

together.”

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Clayton’s

faster. Without Clayton, it’ll probably be easier for

I say again, with a smile. “Thank you.”

***

city is

the much smaller human city of White Peak–well, you can’t really compare

different worlds.

I take it all in. Skyscrapers tower overhead, their glass facades glinting in the sunlight. The sidewalks are packed with people, all rushing to their destinations, their chatter and laughter mingling with the

to the quiet, the solitude of my little town. Here, everything is bigger, louder, more vibrant.

crowd. He seems at ease, comfortable in this urban

way,” he says, guiding me towards a large

store. Its windows are

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latest fashions, and I can’t help but stare as we pass by.

and adorned with glittering chandeliers. The air is perfumed with the scent of expensive

in my simple jeans and t–shirt, even with the brand names on their labels–something I’d found excessive, but I’m learning that Clayton doesn’t know the meaning of frugal–but Rowan doesn’t seem to notice. He’s too busy keeping an eye on our surroundings, his

different now, more relaxed. and easy–going. During my heat, he had struggled

my side. If I didn’t already

like this. The

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setting my nerves on edge. But with Rowan

everywhere, mingling with humans. I’d noticed in White Peak and Cedarwood that they never looked twice at me, accepting me as

me and scent the

pass.

Rowan, or is it me?

power, Selene says, calm as ever. You no

going to make hiding a lot harder.

it would be more prudent to get

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