Tangled

Chapter 55

55 Ava: Shopping With Ivy

For someone who doesn’t want children, he could have fooled me last week, Selene says, yawning in

amusement.

Shut up, I hiss at her, smiling at Ivy. “I’m sorry for

startling you.”

“It’s fine.” She waves a hand, looking me over with some caution. “As long as you’re okay.”

I continue eating, trying to keep my composure after that awkward moment. Ivy hesitates, seeming unsure if she should continue eating as well. The silence between us grows thick and uncomfortable. I rack my brain for something to say, but the tension is stifling.

Finally, Ivy clears her plate and stands. “Well, I should get going. Thank you for having me over.”

I stand as well, unsure of the protocol. “Of course. Thanks for the gifts.”

She steps forward and kisses both my cheeks, catching me off guard. “I’ll see you around, Ava.”

And with that, she’s gone, leaving me alone in the

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apartment. I collapse onto the plush couch, mentally exhausted from the visit. What was the point of all that? She seemed nice enough, but there’s just something so weird about how she acts. Judgment? Suspicion? I can’t quite put my finger on it.

Selene pads over and hops up beside me, resting her head on my lap. She certainly is an interesting one.

“You’re telling me,” I mutter, running my fingers through her soft fur. “I can’t figure out her angle.”

I wouldn’t trust her as far as I could throw her. There’s something off about that one.

at the gifts she left on the counter. “You think so? She seems

a breath. Just be careful

our intimate encounter flashes through my mind, heat creeping up my neck. “What’s wrong with him?”

His wolf thinks of you as his mate. He’s been trying to reach me.

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at Selene. “You guys can talk

my intelligence lacking. It’s only humans who are limited

I see.

her ears, I ask as casually as

Lucas‘ wolf?”

away with a sharp snort. I

Ouch.

***

frame. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I peer over at her lounging

a pillow in her general direction. She dodges it easily, not

morning sunshine, she replies, her

sarcasm. Sleen well?

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enough to know that show is garbage,” I shoot at her,

drying off, my phone chimes with a new text message. It’s from Ivy, asking if I’m free to go shopping with her today. I

prospect.

echoes in my mind. It’ll be good for you to get out of the apartment for a bit. Don’t give

non–committal response. “Ivy kind of makes me uncomfortable

sometimes.”

there’s a knock at the door. I open it to find Ivy standing there, looking impeccably put together as always.

apartment.

silky turquoise blouse and lightweight

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from the bottom.

I protest weakly. “And I don’t really wear heels.”

She waves a dismissive hand.

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