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.

I can feel Todd get up from the couch. The absence of his presence is

filling the doorway. His eyes find me on the couch and his expression darkens. Without a

directly in front

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tilt my head back to

eyes

mine, a storm of emotions swirling in their depths. Anger, disappointment, id something else I can’t quite place–a hint of wariness,

tension in the room is palpable, thick enough to choke on. Mom’s cold stare digs into the side of my face, but I refuse to break eye contact with Dad. I

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

expect.

simply stands there, his gaze locked with mine,

and says, “Have something delivered. The alpha will be here

smile I want to have has to be hidden deep in my heart. There’s no

victory.

good to see you’ve been so worried about

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

to keep my mouth shut, too. When did I develop

daughter’s been missing, and not a word out

two decades is more

do

in his

Alexander,” I say, refusing to call him

father.

that you’ve become a degenerate in your absence. I’m letting it pass today because you’ve been through a lot, but make no mistake, Ava–you will behave when Alpha

words in a mocking tone that made me laugh. But

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snatch the remote from

it off.

of trash, Ava,” she admonishes, her voice like ice. “Get dressed in something

person.”

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 a down payment on

neck and

hand down my body

enveloped in wry amusement. “Since I don’t have

I can even register

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