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.

think of me," he says, shifting his weight as his eyes never leave me. They're golden

he finally

That would be great.

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

his. "After the Gala. I wanted nothing to do with you, but you stuck around anyway. You were determined, and

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

furrows slightly, but he remains

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

as I recall darker times. "You saved me from

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

slightly. "I can't even begin to understand how you can be so strong, so secure in your love, especially after... after all the times I

gaze never

not my Lucas, but at least he isn't staring at me like I'm a complete stranger. He's starting

"You were

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

* * *

"How'd it go?"

on me as soon as I walk through the door, her eyes shining with optimism and the belief that

burning into me. "I don't know. 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

and a pitiful handful of chips. I

sure when you'd come home, so

It feels temporary, but our home isn't ours any longer. What does it look

my appetite

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