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.

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

smile and say, “Be safe.”

already hidden. “Set up your phone. Call me when you

it’s hacked. I’ll just

on you. Try staying inside. Rowan will

together.”

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Clayton’s

faster. Without Clayton, it’ll probably be easier

say again, with a smile. “Thank you.”

***

is

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

different worlds.

of the 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

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

over at Rowan, who’s walking beside me, his eyes scanning the crowd. He seems

says, guiding me towards a large

windows are filled with

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Clayton’s

dressed in the latest fashions, and I can’t help but stare as we pass

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

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

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

at my side. If I didn’t already know, I never

his company, especially in a place like this. The

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my nerves on edge. But with Rowan here, I

that they never looked twice at me, accepting

and scent the air

pass.

of Rowan, or is it

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

make hiding

more prudent to get stronger so you don’t need to

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