Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Ava: Clearing the Air (II)

My stomach churns, and I get through the rest of the words as quickly as I can. "My heat was uncontrollable, and I had sex with the alpha there. He took care of me and Phoenix kidnapped me when I was shopping with his sister. No, we aren't mated, but we aren't strangers, either."

There.

It's out.

I peek at Lucas to see his reaction, but he's just sitting there, his eyes unfocused.

It's obvious that he's taking some time to process everything.

My eyes drop to our linked hands, and I wonder if I should pull away before he does.

"Huh," he says, and squeezes my fingers.

Of all the responses I'd been expecting, that one isn't on my list.

"Lucas?"

He smiles at me, a lopsided little one. "I'm going to need a little time to process all this. I don't understand how you can go into heat without a wolf, for one. But I'm not angry, Ava."

I narrow my eyes in suspicion. "That doesn't seem right."

He sighs. "I'm… disappointed. In the situation, in how I put you there. In the way things could have gone but didn't, because of me. I'm angry at myself, and I have to think about things a bit. But I'm not upset with you, Ava.

thinking that this changes anything on

there's a lot more that you haven't told me. I know that I

let it happen

roughness to his voice, his words are calm and unhurried as he

I nod.

finally feeling some

angry with

Clayton

"I wasn't—he didn't—"

"It's a joke, Ava."

doesn't really sound like he's joking, so I stare

fingers again. "Ava. I

I nod.

to give

I nod, again.

but I want more than that. I want you, heart and soul, with everything inside of you begging to be mine. I want to know that you would choose me even if there was no bond between us. I want there to be no questions, no secrets, and

words send a quiver of longing straight through my body, and tears to my

can't have that if I'm going to run around like a feral wolf, snarling about how some other guy touched my mate. I'm the one who lost the right

feeling a little like a puppet on a string. I don't know how else to respond except

chance to be angry with me. Don't feel obligated toward me, toward us, just because I took you out of that place. I want more than

another kiss against my fingers, before turning my hand over to nuzzle his mouth against my

actions are stirring a desire

"Lucas—"

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