Filed to story: Tangled in Moonlight Unshifted Novel by Lenaleia
What does the Council have to do with rogues? Every pack has the right to deal with rogues as they wish. My confusion has me straining my ears to hear more.
“Easy, son.” My father’s tone is placating, but there’s an undercurrent of steel beneath it. “Just handle this discreetly. As long as we’re only touching the rogues, no one can do anything. They’re just learning from our game. As long as there’s no evidence, the Council can’t touch us.”
“That means the Council can’t touch them, either,” Phoenix growls.
“All in due time. We just have to wait a little longer, and everything will be set.”
“It would have been better if Jessa had managed to stay there.”
“She didn’t, so there’s little point in worrying about it.”
Phoenix scoffs, and I can practically see the contemptuous twist of his lips. “Westwood sent her back as a challenge. Lucas is getting bolder. We should respond.”
My heart stutters at the mention of that name, memories of intense golden eyes and searing touches flooding my senses. Lucas.
If I can somehow get word to him, would he…?
It’s possible.
He’s sorry for how he treated me. But are his apologies enough to put my hopes on him for an escape plan?
Either way, it’s better than relying on Phoenix.
“That’s the least of our concerns right now,” my father rumbles. “We need to focus on securing the borders.”
There’s a pause, and then Phoenix speaks again, his voice low and dangerous. “What about the Aspen Pack? You don’t think they’re involved in this somehow? Isn’t it odd that Ava was found there, right after Lucas was seen with her in the garden?”
My breath catches in my throat, and I strain to hear my father’s response, my hands stilling in the soapy water. They knew about that?
Is that why they suddenly began looking for me? To use me against him?
“Westwood and Aspen get along well” Dad says grimly.
“But we need to keep Ava with us. She’s our card to neutralize Aspen. Once she’s mated to the alpha, it will lend legitimacy to our petition.”
A knot forms in my stomach. There are too many eyes between Blackwood and Westwood to ever reach
Lucas, and even Clayton isn’t an option. More, they’re planning the mating between me and Alpha Renard.
“Aspen can’t move without the Council’s approval. Because Ava is our pack, we can argue that Aspen kidnapped her. It’s easy enough to neutralize them as a threat. So keep your focus on Westwood, and don’t worry about them.”
***
I’m surprised to see Jessa lounging on the couch the next morning when I venture downstairs. The house is eerily quiet, devoid of the usual bustle of my family’s presence. It’s unsettling, especially considering the events of last night.
Jessa doesn’t even glance up from her phone as I approach, her fingers tapping away at the screen with a singleminded focus. I hesitate, unsure of how to proceed.
I take a deep breath and settle onto the couch near her, careful to maintain a respectful distance. “Hey, Jess,” I venture, my voice sounding too loud and unnatural. “How have you been?”
She doesn’t respond immediately, and for a moment, I wonder if she even heard me. But then, with a sigh, she lowers her phone and turns to face me, her blue eyes. assessing. “Fine,” she says, her tone clipped. “What do you want, Ava?”
The question catches me off guard, and I blink, trying to formulate a response. What do I want? I want to be free of this suffocating house, this oppressive pack. I want to find my way back to the life
I’ve built for myself, to the people who have become my family.
But I can’t say any of that, not to Jessa. Not when I don’t know what she’s thinking. Is it possible she, too, worries about Phoenix’s standing in the pack?
Instead, I shrug, aiming for nonchalance. “Nothing, really. Just wanted to chat, I guess. It’s been a while since we’ve had a chance to talk, just the two of us.”
Jessa’s gaze narrows, and I can practically see the gears turning in her head as she tries to decipher my motives. “Since when do you want to talk to me?” she asks, her voice laced with suspicion.
I force a smile, hoping it doesn’t look as strained as it feels. “I know we haven’t always seen eye to eye, eye, but we’re still sisters, aren’t we? I just thought…” I trail off, unsure of how to finish that sentence.
Jessa studies me for a long moment, her expression unreadable. Then, with a shrug, she turns her attention back to her phone. “Whatever. I’m busy, Ava. If you want to talk, find someone else.”
The dismissal stings, but I try not to let it show. Instead, I glance around the room, noting the absence of the usual guards. It’s strange, being left alone with Jessa like this. Almost as if…
Almost as if this is a chance. A chance to escape, to find my way back to the life I’ve fought so hard to build.
But just as I think that, I dismiss the possibility. If it’s anything, it’s a test.
I can’t get any suspicions up right now.
“It’s nice to have you around instead of the other shifters” I offer trving another olive branch.
Jessa ignores me.
“I heard Dad and Phoenix talking last night,” I say, watching out of the side of my eye as her fingers slow, then still. “They said I’m going to be mated to Alpha
Renard.”
She looks at me, her face blank. “So? You should be grateful to have such an honor as a defect.”
I lower my eyes, but keep her in my peripheral vision. “I’m worried about Phoenix. If I’m really this omega they keep talking about, what if I give Alpha Renard an heir? Wouldn’t that be bad for Phoenix? For us?”
Jessa watches me for a long time, before returning her attention to the phone in her hands. “Don’t think so much, Ava.”
I let out a little sigh, but inside, I feel the faint stirrings of triumph. There’s a slight quaver in her voice, and she’s pushing on her screen harder than she had been just a minute earlier.
Yeah, Phoenix and Jessa have always been close.
If I want to escape, I’m going to need them to be on my side.
Phoenix stops by not long after I give up talking to Jessa, letting my words germinate in her mind.”
It’s lunch, and I don’t do much, just throwing together some simple sandwiches and some vegetables that are left over from last night’s dinner.
I watch Phoenix enter the room, my heart picking up speed. He gives me a curt nod before settling into the chair across from me and Jessa. There’s a tightness around his eyes that I recognizehe’s troubled about something.
Finally, Phoenix sets his food down and leans back in his chair, his gaze flickering between Jessa and me. “I need to talk to you both about something.”
Jessa raises an eyebrow, her expression carefully neutral. “About what?”
Phoenix hesitates, and for a moment, I think he’s going to brush it off. But then he lets out a heavy sigh. “About Ava and this whole omega situation.”
My breath catches in my throat. This is it.
“What about it?” Jessa asks, her voice sharp.
Phoenix’s jaw tightens. “I don’t like it. If Renard gets an heir out of her, everything I’ve worked for will be gone. I’ll still be beta when Dad’s gone, but I’ve worked too hard for this to go away just because Ava shoots some kid out from between her legs.”
Relief floods through me, and I have to resist the urge to reach out and take his hand. Finally, someone in this family is on my side. Well, he’s on his own side- but right now, that’s my side.
“What do you expect us to do about it?” Jessa’s tone is dismissive, but I can see the flicker of uncertainty in her eyes.
Phoenix leans forward, his gaze intense. “If Ava isn’t here, he can’t mate her.”
Yes.
Yes.
But Jessa’s shaking her head. “Dad will just send you after her again. Don’t be stupid. We need a more permanent solution.”
Damn it.
Hope was given life and snuffed out within a moment.
Phoenix opens his mouth, but Jessa cuts him off with a wave of her hand. “Besides, we have time. Ava hasn’t had her period yet.”
Phoenix’s brow furrows in confusion. “What does that have to do with anything?”
Jessa rolls her eyes. “It means she could have the Aspen heir in her womb, you moron. Renard won’t mate her until he knows it’s clear.”