Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 289

Chapter 289 Ava: Who He Is

The way Lucas watches me is terrifying.

Terrifying, because there's finally interest in his gaze.

I don't want to hold hope, because every time I have even the glimmer of it, he says something that crushes my heart. The way he doesn't even recognize our fated bond kills me. It's yearning, aching in my chest, wanting me to go to him. To claim him. To shake and scream until he remembers all the pain and all the joy between us.

Instead, I sit there, scratching more vigorously at my arms, and the string inside of me tugs harder, as if trying to get my attention. I ignore it.

"Your scent."

Glancing at Lucas, who stops talking mid-sentence, I sniff discreetly in the direction of my armpits. Did I forget to scrub? He keeps talking about my smell.

"Do I stink that bad?"

"It's getting stronger," he confirms, his voice husky.

Maybe this is his way of getting me to leave again. "Do you want me to go?"

"No."

Oh. Never mind, then.

My heart dances at that denial, though, raising hope high on a flag pole and waving it at the walls I've tried desperately to construct around my heart.

as his eyes never leave me. They're golden and intense, different from the way he looked at me when I first

he finally

That would be great.

wash over me. Lucas's scent, amber and campfire smoke, fills my senses, and I'm transported back to Cedarwood. Back to when he'd found me, after I'd run

wanted nothing to do with you, but you stuck around anyway. You were determined, and I was just afraid

those early days. "You'd break into my apartment while I was at work.

brow furrows slightly, but

above a whisper. "And awkward too. It's

"You saved me from my

me, everything he's been through

begin to understand how you can be so strong, so secure in your love, especially after... after all the times

gaze

but at least he isn't staring at me like I'm a complete stranger. He's starting to see me, even if

debt," I say, the words tumbling out before I can stop them. "You were always there,

pounding in my chest. Lucas grunts, a low sound

* * *

"How'd it go?"

through the door, her

burning into me. "I don't know. Every so often, I think he's

a tuna sandwich and a pitiful handful of

shrugging. "Wasn't sure when you'd come home, so

The word hits me like a punch to the gut. Is this really home now? It feels temporary, but our home isn't ours any longer. What does it look like now? I'm not sure

meager remains of my lunch, my appetite suddenly gone. "It's fine.

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