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 his eyes, and I have to

force another smile and say, “Be

his disappointment already hidden. “Set up your

I’ll just get a new burner as soon as I can.

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

together.”

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beats a little faster. Without Clayton, it’ll probably be easier for me

I say again, with

***

city is huge.

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

different worlds.

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 sound of traffic.

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

crowd. He seems at ease, comfortable in this urban

he says, guiding me

windows are filled with

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

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

place 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.

and I steal glances at Rowan. He’s different now, more relaxed. and easy–going. During my heat, he had struggled with his

us. 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 beta of Clayton’s

this. The crowds make me nervous,

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Clayton’s

with

White Peak and Cedarwood that they never looked twice at me,

they glance toward me and scent the

pass.

presence of Rowan, or is it me?

calm as ever. You no

make hiding a lot harder.

more prudent to get

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