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."

with healing, but we never finalized ours. Still, it feels good

ache to reach out, to feel the warmth of his skin beneath my fingers. But I hold back, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. He may acknowledge our

being here helped at all, I'm just thankful to have finally done something for you." My lips quirk. "You're usually the one doing everything

chuckles. "I can see how

little less knowing he's healing, though. Maybe soon his memories will return.

a strange expression crossing his face. "Your scent... it's

my face. I cross my arms over my chest, mortified. Whatever it is, he doesn't seem to like it. "I showered before I came," I

head. "No, it's not

bite my lip, trying to think of what could have changed. Maybe

waft the bracelet in the air between us.

to sniff, then shakes his head. "No. Something

reminiscent of the way Lucas used

wrinkles and he recoils back just a bit, my guess is

doesn't like

scent? Such a thing

Lucas, I wanted to bury myself in

I shower

he says, sounding oddly distant as his nose wrinkles again. "I think

heart drops. "Ava.

The Blackwood Greys,

of course, Kellan must have filled him in on recent history and the current pack situation. Of course he knows my family.

my neck. "Beta Grey is my father,

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

"A curious choice of

choice for either of us," I remind him,

forgot

Like it's just some random detail…

little phrases get me

arm, I realize my itching is back, and that string of connection within me

on that right now.

wrong?" he asks me, studying my

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

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