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.

pulls back, I can’t help but notice the flicker of disappointment

force another smile and

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

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

inside. Rowan will be by this afternoon,

together.”

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Clayton’s

Without Clayton, it’ll probably be easier for me to get another phone.

again, with a smile.

***

city is

White Peak–well, you can’t really compare them. They’re

different worlds.

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

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

walking beside me, his eyes scanning the crowd. He seems at ease, comfortable

he says, guiding

windows are filled

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the latest fashions, and I can’t help

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

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

there’s none of that tension between us. He’s just Rowan, warm and friendly, a steady presence at my side. If I didn’t already know, I never would have

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

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

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

toward me and scent the

pass.

of Rowan, or is

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

going to make hiding a lot harder.

than hiding, it would be more prudent to get stronger so you don’t need to

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