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.

never leave me. They're

finally recognizing the

That would be great.

fills my senses, and I'm transported back to Cedarwood. Back to when he'd found me, after I'd run

I wanted nothing to do with you, but you stuck around anyway. You were determined, and I was just afraid you'd leave me again. Change your mind at any time. But you never once blamed me

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

brow furrows slightly, but he remains

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

darker times. "You saved me from my family, Lucas. You're the first

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

respect you so much," I admit, my voice cracking slightly. "I can't even begin to understand how you can be so strong, so secure in your

gaze

complete stranger. He's starting to see me, even if he doesn't

tumbling out before I can stop them. "You were always there, waiting for me to turn to you. And now... now the tables have turned. It's my turn to

pounding in my chest. Lucas grunts, a low sound that

* * *

"How'd it go?"

practically pounces on me as soon as I walk through the door, her eyes shining

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

pitiful handful of chips. I raise an eyebrow at her, and she flashes

extra hungry," she admits, shrugging. "Wasn't sure when

this really home now? It feels temporary, but our home isn't ours any

lunch, my appetite

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