Chapter 288 Ava: Healed

Lucas motions toward his arms and legs with a wry smile. "I guess my healing came back with a vengeance."

That's an understatement.

My heart pounds as I rush a few feet forward, stopping short at the foot of the bed as I drink him in.

Alive. Well. Healed.

The strong alpha I remember, even if he doesn't know me anymore.

"Can I... would it be okay if I looked you over?" All the confidence I projected at that receptionist from earlier is gone, and I'm timid in front of my mate, this man with my heart in his hands.

He surprises me by standing up beside the bed, a low chuckle stirring my heart and tear ducts into production. A slow circle, arms raised, as if showing himself off.

Steady.

Confident.

No trace of the injuries that had left him bedridden.

The familiar planes of his face soften with a lopsided smile that squeezes my heart. I ache to touch him, to assure myself this isn't another dream that will evaporate like mist.

His golden eyes are clear, no longer marred by the hint of pain. The broad shoulders I once clung to stand straight, unbowed by suffering. His skin is unblemished, no longer marred by recent wounds.

Joy surges through my veins, bright and buoyant. He's here. Whole. Well, almost.

My vision blurs with tears, and I hiccup in the most unladylike manner. "I'm so glad you're better."

The words aren't enough to convey the depth of my joy over his recovery.

Lucas motions for me to sit on the end of the bed. I perch there, hyper-aware of his presence as he settles on the opposite end. The distance between us feels too far, and I wonder if for him it isn't far enough.

His gaze is still that of a stranger, but his words are more friendly than yesterday. "The mate bond must be real. You're the only change in my treatment. I guess my body recognizes it somehow."

we never finalized ours. Still, it feels good to think that my presence has

I ache to reach out, to feel the warmth of his skin beneath my fingers.

have finally done something for you." My lips quirk. "You're usually the one doing everything

can see how

little less knowing he's

air. His brow furrows, a strange expression crossing his face. "Your scent...

is, he doesn't seem to like it.

shakes his head. "No, it's

bite my lip, trying to think of what could

I waft the bracelet in the

then shakes his head.

a flash in his eyes, reminiscent of the way Lucas used

By the way his nose wrinkles and he recoils back just a bit, my

like how

can my mate dislike my scent? Such a thing should

I wanted to

I shower

again. "I think it

drops. "Ava. Ava

The Blackwood Greys,

of course, Kellan must have filled him in on recent

nod is heavy on my neck. "Beta Grey

Casual. Powerful. Looking way too good for someone who doesn't want me yet. My body and bond within me yearn

he muses. "A curious choice

either of us," I remind

I forgot about

it's just some random detail… We're

letting these little phrases

and that string of connection within me is humming, tugging

I can't focus on that right now.

he asks me, studying

the doctors said anything about you breaking out of this room? I'm sure you're desperate

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