Tangled

Chapter 60

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When Mom and Dad walk through the door, dinner isn’t ready, because I haven’t once left the couch.

I’m two episodes into a back–to–back marathon of Selene’s favorite show. Todd and his two goonies have tried to get me to cook, but I’ve ignored them at every

turn.

I find it interesting that they never once tried to physically drag me into the kitchen. They would have

before.

I don’t think it’s my attitude; they’re the kind who would beat it out of you, not back down.

So, it’s the order Phoenix gave. But why? What’s planned for me?

Before I left, it was to use me as a breeder for the pack. That isn’t the kind of future where I’m protected from beatings. That means there’s something more…

My stomach clenches. Do they know about my heat?

They have to..

There’s no other explanation.

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If they know I went into heat, then they’ll likely know

about the supposed ‘true omega‘ designation Clayton’s pack had given me.

And if they think I’m that…

Shit.

When the front door opens, I don’t budge. Not a

muscle twitches.

I can smell Mom’s perfume before her heels click against the floor. Even without looking, I can imagine the pinched look on her face. “Ava Grey. Your brother spends all this time to find you and bring you home safely, and you can’t even make dinner to repay him?”

I don’t respond, keeping my eyes trained on the flickering TV screen.

ostensibly to the shifters guarding me. I can feel Todd get up from

me

nlanting himself directly in front

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my head back to meet his

eyes

a storm of emotions swirling in their depths. Anger, disappointment, id something else I can’t

palpable, thick enough to choke on. Mom’s cold stare digs into the side of my

jaw clenches, the muscles flexing beneath his weathered skin. For a moment, I think he might speak, might unleash the torrent of

expect.

simply stands there, his gaze locked with mine, as if searching for something he

says, “Have something delivered. The alpha will

to be hidden

victory.

return my gaze to the TV. “So good to see you’ve been so worried about me.

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I’m doing, where I’ve been, am I okay. What a loving, caring

should learn to keep my mouth shut, too. When did I

and not a

two decades

do another second.

says in

refusing to

father.

a degenerate in your absence. I’m letting it pass today because

here, she would have repeated his words in a mocking tone that made me laugh. But she’s not, so I just turn up the

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snatch the remote from my

it off.

watching that level of trash, Ava,” she admonishes, her voice like ice. “Get dressed in something more presentable. You look like

person.”

coming to mind as I look down at my worn–out jeans, with holes in the knees and in a couple places along my thighs, and my faded t–shirt that might have seen better days a hundred years ago. Mom’s gaze is cutting, appraising me from head to toe with an expression of utter disdain. She’s dressed to perfection, as she always is, in a designer dress that could put

neck and ears.

a hand down my body with a bright

word enveloped in wry amusement. “Since I don’t have parents who actually

slap comes before I can

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