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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.
I frown, staring at the gifts she left on the counter. “You think so? She seems harmless enough to me.”
Famous last words, pup! Selene huffs out a breath. Just be careful around her. And her brother, for that matter.
“Clayton?” The memory of our intimate encounter flashes through my mind, heat creeping up my neck. “What’s wrong with him?”
If you aren’t willing to be his mate, you need to be careful. His wolf thinks of you as his mate. He’s been trying to reach me.
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I stare at Selene. “You guys can talk to each other?”
Of course. Her blue husky eyes seem to find my intelligence lacking. It’s only humans who are limited in their communication.
I see.
Rubbing her ears, I ask as casually as possible, “And
Lucas‘ wolf?”
Selene jerks her head away with a sharp snort. I don’t talk to the unworthy.
Ouch.
***
I wake up to the sound of Selene’s excited yips and the thump of her tail against the bed frame. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I peer over at her lounging on the couch, watching the same cheesy shifter romance, but this time on the bedroom TV.
“Morning, you lazy mutt,” I grumble, throwing a pillow in her general direction. She dodges it easily, not even bothering to look away from the screen.
Good morning sunshine, she replies, her tone dripping
with sarcasm. Sleen well?
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You should go, Selene’s voice echoes in my mind. It’ll be good for you to get out of the apartment for a bit. Don’t give up what freedom you can get.
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