Tangled

Chapter 59

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When I walk downstairs, Phoenix is hanging up the phone. It strikes me how much I’ve changed when I realize I have no curiosity, no spark to ask who he was talking to.

I don’t care.

It’s either related to me in a way that isn’t going to be pleasant, or it will have nothing to do with me. That’s it. Those are the two options.

I have no urge to grow closer to the asshole who shares my genetics, so I don’t ask.

Instead, I plan.

I won’t be able to escape right away. I’m not even sure how I can escape. I have no money, no phone, no

contact with the outside world. But now that I’ve been

out there? Now that I’ve been on my own?

It doesn’t seem as impossible as it did when I lived

here.

If I just have a chance, I’ll take it.

“Some of the guys will be coming by to watch over

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you,” Phoenix announces, coming by to sniff at me. “Don’t start anything. There’s plenty in the fridge, so just make something for dinner. Don’t forget that Alpha Renard is coming.”

been dragged home, now

No, thank you.

soft fabric smells like the artificial scent of clean linen. A scent

can tell. Part of him wants to chew me out like the disappointment I am. The other part is trying to play nice, to lull me into a false

eyes remain glued to the TV as I rapidly cycle through channels, a kaleidoscope

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and a roguish grin. The over–the–top soundtrack swelling with orchestral passion as the

cheesy shifter romance Selene had been obsessed

as I take it all in, judging it clinically in my head to try to stop the

1. me.

his trembling omega mate, his eyes smoldering with an intensity that could set the screen on fire. “I will never choose her,” he growls, his voice a deep rumble that is probably sending thousands of

you go.

was as simple as worrying that my

woman.

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sharp knock sounds on the door. I try not to tense as Phoenix opens the door, but my body betrays me. The scent of a familiar, nausea–inducing

his eyes immediately finding me on the couch. A slow, predatory smile stretches across his face as he rakes his gaze over me. I fight back a shudder, memories of his cruel hands on my body making my skin crawl. I can smell the tuna on This

favorite smells now. I

off me. “If

two shifters flank him, their leering stares just as unsettling. I swallow hard, my mouth dry,

hands off her unless it’s absolutely necessary,” he warns, his tone hard.

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soon for dinner. I don’t need any issues before

then.”

smile only widens at the threat, and he gives a lazy shrug. “Whatever you

in his jaw ticks, and I know he can

make sure you don’t try to run off again. Can’t have

can we?”

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