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.

you think of me," he says, shifting his weight as his eyes never leave me. They're golden and intense, different from the way

finally

That would be great.

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

around anyway. You were determined,

I remember those early days. "You'd break into my apartment while I was at work. Spread your scent around. It should have been creepy, but...

but he

awkward too. It's endearing, really. The way you bend over backwards to keep me happy,

throat tightens as I recall darker times. "You saved me from my family,

he's been through because of me, settles heavy on

you can be so strong, so secure in your love, especially after... after all the

gaze

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

them. "You were always there, waiting for me to turn to you. And now... now the tables

chest. Lucas grunts, a low sound that reverberates through the quiet room, but I

* * *

"How'd it go?"

through the door, her eyes shining with optimism and the belief

often, I think he's getting a hint of the bond. Then he says something so casual that just destroys every last

with half a tuna sandwich and a pitiful handful of chips. I raise an eyebrow at her, and she flashes

sure when you'd come

Is this really home now? It feels temporary, but our home isn't ours any longer. What does it look

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

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