Tangled

61 Ava: Homecoming (III)

Alpha Renard is someone I have had few encounters with. He’s come by the house many times through my life, but my parents always sent me to my room, not wanting to parade their shame in front of him.

Today is different.

Today, he sits across from me at the dinner table as my mother serves him, apologizing for the dinner- something Phoenix had brought home from a

restaurant in town. Everyone’s gaze seems to center

on me.

I can tell Phoenix and Dad are furious with me, but

there’s little point in looking in their direction. There’s no point ruining what tiny appetite I have.

Alpha Renard is an imposing figure, towering well over six feet with a muscular build that speaks of years of combat training. His brown hair is neatly trimmed and his face shaved; I don’t think I’ve ever seen him in a state of disarray. He likes to show off the deep scars.

clawed across his face.

Shifters don’t scar easily, but it isn’t impossible.

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Like all alphas, he has an intimidating presence and a confident air that demands respect. But his eyes hold a cruel glint that has me cringing from eye contact.

He won’t stop staring at me, even as he talks with the

others.

I keep my gaze fixed on the plate in front of me. Alpha Renard’s intense stare burns into my face, making my skin prickle with unease. His eyes linger on the split in my lip, the abnormal color across my cheeks. They still throb.

tense silence. “What happened

throat, his voice strained with

become willful in

discipline

my spine at his words. I risk a glance, finding a sinister look come over Alpha Renard’s features. “I will take care of it,” he says, his tone sending an avalanche of chill through me.

boring into mine with an intensity that makes me want to shrink

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laced with a dark edge. “Why has the Aspen pack taken such an

tight, the words

tongue. I can sense the challenge

had me. But how much do they know?

everything, and I lie,

they don’t, and I

that be worse?

So I lie.

car with some rogue shifters they were chasing, and got injured. They took care of my wounds after that as

of deception?

stomach curdles, and I stab at a piece of buttery roasted potato, shoving it into my mouth.

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gagging, chewing in a slow and methodical

maybe he

But he does.

into a mating. We will fight back so you can regain your freedom. We are all family here. You

Clayton did, I’ll never

slams his giant fist on

I flinch, shrinking back in my

seat.

know all about your heat. How you threw yourself at the Aspen alpha, begging him to

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dripping with

Blackwood Pack, Ava.”

twisted applications of the truth are not unfamiliar to me. Anger surges

threw myself at him, but you also just said Clayton forcefully mated me. So which is it? What’s the truth?”

tone, girl,” he snaps, his voice low and dangerous. “You forget