Bab 66: Ava: Best Friends Are the Best

Life at home really sucks, but I find a little solace in the fact that, for once in my life, Jessa and Phoenix are on my side.

Kind of.

I am still a little worried that Jessa's just going to stab me in my sleep, but I don't think she wants to deal with the wrath that will come with that kind of drastic measure. I'm pretty sure she's keeping it as an option, but I don't think she's going to do it anytime soon.

Thanks to Jessa's pointing out of the obvious, my stress level is somewhat reduced as I thank Clayton in my head for succumbing to his heat-driven passions. Until Alpha Renard is sure that I have no Aspen pup in my womb, he's not going to touch me.

I can tell he has no true desire for me. Every time he looks at me, it's with calculation. I don't think the man's capable of feeling true desire for someone like me.