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.

don't want to leave with you thinking that this changes

to his lips, pressing a soft kiss against my knuckles that has my belly fluttering. "I know that you haven't chosen us yet. I know that there's a lot more that you haven't told me. I know that I

never let it happen again. Do you

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

I nod.

some of the stress ease

isn't angry

Clayton

"I wasn't—he didn't—"

"It's a joke, Ava."

joking, so I stare at

and kisses my fingers again. "Ava. I fucked

I nod.

you willing to

I nod, again.

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

a quiver of longing straight

touched my mate. I'm the one who lost the right to call you that.

a tear escapes, feeling a little like a puppet on a string. I don't know how else to respond except to nod mindlessly

with me. Don't feel obligated toward me, toward us, just because I took you out

warmth flushing into my cheeks as he presses another kiss against my fingers, before turning my hand

but his actions are stirring a desire that's far from

"Lucas—"

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