Chapter 27 Ava: Watched

I step into my apartment, muscles aching from another grueling self-defense session with Kyle. Despite the pain, I can feel myself getting stronger.

A heavy sigh escapes my lips as I kick off my shoes, relishing the feeling of being home, safe within these walls. Selene's thoughts brush against my consciousness, a comforting feeling after an awful day, as she pads over to the couch to take a nap.

You did well today. You're progressing rapidly, as I knew you would.

I nod, offering a weary smile. "Thanks. I feel like a truck hit me, but in a good way, you know?"

A low chuckle reverberates through our bond. Rest, my human. You've earned it.

Peeling off my sweat-drenched clothes, I make my way to the bathroom, the promise of a hot shower beckoning me. As the water cascades over my aching muscles, I allow my mind to drift, replaying the events of the day.

And inevitably, my thoughts turn to him.

Lucas.

Just the mere thought of his name sends a shiver down my spine, a heady mixture of longing and resentment coiling deep within me. I can still see the intensity in his golden eyes, the way his gaze seemed to strip me bare.

Unbidden, my body responds to the memory, a traitorous flush creeping up my neck as desire unfurls in my core. I curse inwardly, hating the way he still has this effect on me, even after everything that transpired between us.

my emotions. He threw you away like trash, she

wince, her blunt assessment striking a chord deep within me. She's right, of course. Lucas had his chance, and he squandered it, crushing my heart beneath the heel of his contempt. The pain of that rejection still lingers, a raw, festering wound that refuses to heal. The ache will never go

me, I haven't forgotten." And yet, a treacherous part of

to call you,

me in weeks, if you don't count breaking into my apartment when I'm not home. Even at work, he'd stepped aside as

far, he isn't dangerous. Well—not that kind of

though… That, I need to guard

* * *

next week passes in

morning, there's a note on my apartment door. It only says, "I'm so sorry," with Lucas'

He orders something different each time. Every time I take his card, he looks me in the eyes and says, "I'm sorry. I

then he takes his coffee

doesn't sit there watching me for hours,

It's bizarre.

him. I'm grateful that Lucas has

home. Granted, he's broken in to

he's doing. Clearly I

to dinner, though Selene announced that she was not eating out of that bag under any

donated it to

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