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.

can’t help but notice the flicker of disappointment in his eyes, and I have to

smile and say,

his disappointment already hidden. “Set up your phone. Call me when you do.”

hacked. I’ll just get a new burner

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

together.”

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little faster. Without Clayton, it’ll probably

I say again, with a smile. “Thank

***

is

city of White Peak–well, you can’t really

different worlds.

glass facades glinting in the sunlight. The

it all. I’m used to the quiet, the solitude of my

his eyes scanning the crowd. He seems at ease,

he says, guiding me towards a

Its windows are

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I can’t help but stare as we pass by.

is even more impressive. The floors are polished marble, the ceilings high and adorned with glittering chandeliers. The air is perfumed with the scent

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 gaze sharp and alert.

now, more relaxed. and

He’s just Rowan, warm and friendly, a steady presence at my side. If I didn’t already know, I never would have suspected him to be the

in a place like this. The crowds make me nervous, the

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noise setting my nerves on edge. But with Rowan here, I feel safer, more

I’d noticed in White Peak and Cedarwood that they never looked twice at

and scent the air as I

pass.

the presence of Rowan, or is it

smell your power, Selene says, calm as

going to make

prudent to get stronger so

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