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.

notice the flicker of disappointment in his eyes, and I have to fight the urge to

another smile and

nose, his disappointment already hidden. “Set up your phone. Call me

I’ll just get

up on you. Try staying inside. Rowan will be by this afternoon, and if you need to go anywhere, you guys

together.”

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Clayton’s

it’ll probably be easier for me to get another phone.

with a smile. “Thank

***

is

White Peak–well, you can’t

different worlds.

car, my heart racing as 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

all. I’m used to the quiet, the

beside me, his eyes scanning the crowd. He seems at ease, comfortable in this urban jungle.

says, guiding me towards a large

store. Its windows are

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Clayton’s

in the latest fashions, and I can’t help but stare

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

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

at Rowan. He’s different now, more relaxed. and easy–going. During

at my side. If I didn’t

appreciate his company, especially in a place like this. The crowds

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setting my nerves on edge. But with Rowan here, I

Peak and Cedarwood that they never looked

me and scent the

pass.

the presence of Rowan, or is it

smell your power, Selene says, calm as ever. You no longer smell

to make hiding

prudent to get stronger so you

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