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.

leave me. They're golden and intense, different from

he finally

That would be great.

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 away from

you stuck around

those early days. "You'd break into my apartment while I was at work. Spread your scent around. It should have been creepy, but... it wasn't.

brow furrows slightly, but he

above a whisper. "And awkward too. It's endearing, really. The way you bend over backwards to keep me happy, to

me from

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

admit, my voice cracking 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 pushed

gaze

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

life is forcing me to repay a debt," I say, the words tumbling out before I can stop them. "You were always there, waiting for me to turn

a low sound that reverberates through the quiet room, but I have

* * *

"How'd it go?"

door, her eyes shining

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

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

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

feels temporary, but our home isn't ours

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

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