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

finally recognizing the

That would be great.

transported back to Cedarwood. Back to when he'd found me, after I'd run away from everything

with you, but you stuck around anyway. You were

lips as I remember those early days. "You'd break into my apartment while I was at work. Spread your scent around.

furrows slightly, but he remains

be so sweet sometimes," I continue, my voice barely above a whisper. "And awkward too. It's endearing,

darker times. "You saved me from my family, Lucas.

weight of everything he's done for me, everything he's been through because of

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

golden gaze never

I'm a complete stranger. He's starting to see

I can stop them. "You were always there, waiting for me to turn to

heart pounding in my chest. Lucas grunts, a low sound that reverberates through the quiet room,

* * *

"How'd it go?"

as I walk through the door,

melt into the couch, my body shivering at the memory of his eyes burning into me. "I don't know. Every so often, I think he's getting a hint of the bond. Then he

pitiful handful of chips.

got extra hungry," she admits, shrugging. "Wasn't sure when you'd come home, so I helped

now? It feels temporary, but our home isn't ours any longer. What does it look like now? I'm not sure I

meager remains of my lunch, my appetite suddenly gone. "It's fine. I'm not

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