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.

his weight as his eyes never leave me. They're golden and intense, different from the way he looked at me

finally recognizing

That would be great.

I'm transported back to Cedarwood. Back to when he'd found me,

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 for

apartment while I was at work. Spread your scent around. It should have been

but he

above a whisper. "And awkward too. It's endearing, really.

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

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

cracking slightly. "I can't even begin to understand how you

gaze never

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

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

sound that reverberates through the quiet room, but I have no idea what he's

* * *

"How'd it go?"

the door, her eyes shining with optimism and the belief that fated

of his eyes burning into me. "I don't know. Every so often, I think

handful of

she admits, shrugging. "Wasn't sure when you'd come

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

my appetite suddenly gone.

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