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.

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

he finally recognizing the

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 do with you, but you stuck around anyway. You were

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

furrows slightly, but he remains silent,

can be so sweet sometimes," I continue, my voice barely above a whisper. "And awkward too. It's endearing, really. The way you bend over backwards to keep me happy, to

from my

everything he's been

"I can't even begin to understand how you can be

golden gaze

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

were always there, waiting for me to turn to you. And now... now the tables have turned.

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

* * *

"How'd it go?"

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

often, I

and a pitiful handful of chips. I raise an eyebrow

she admits, shrugging. "Wasn't sure

like a punch to the gut. Is this really home now? It feels 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. "It's

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