Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 288

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."

bonds are supposed to help with healing, but we never finalized ours.

the bed. I ache to reach out, to feel the warmth of his skin beneath my fingers. But I hold back, not wanting to

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 for me. It's

chuckles. "I can see

he's healing, though. Maybe soon his memories will

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

he doesn't seem to like it.

his head. "No, it's

lip, trying to think of what could

my wrist, I waft the bracelet in the air between us. "It's

then shakes his head. "No. Something else.

the way Lucas

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

like

my mate dislike my scent? Such a thing

wanted to bury myself in

I

oddly distant as his nose wrinkles again. "I think it should be okay. What's your name

drops.

Grey. The Blackwood

I'm startled he would remember that—but, of course, Kellan must have filled him in on recent history and the current pack situation.

heavy on my neck. "Beta Grey is my father,

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

he muses. "A

choice for either of us," I remind him, and his eyes

I forgot about

some random detail… We're

to stop letting these little phrases get me down,

back, and that string of connection within me is humming, tugging as if to get my

I can't focus on that right now. I'm

asks

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

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