Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 293

Chapter 293 Ava: Re-Establishing...

"Lucas!" I call out sharply, shoving against his chest. My heart races, desire coursing through my veins as fear dissipates. He isn't violent. He's just affected by my heat.

And as much as I'd love to have it take over us both, I can't let that happen. I know how it feels to regret decisions made in the moment. I don't want Lucas to feel that way about us.

He blinks, shaking his head as if clearing fog from his mind. Stepping back, he murmurs, "I'm sorry. I'm not sure what came over me."

"It's okay," I say softly. "I think our bond is trying to reassert itself, now that I'm here." It's what makes the most sense in this scenario, anyway.

My bond yearns toward him in my chest, and it's physically painful to not step forward and nuzzle into his chest.

Lucas nods slowly, his brow furrowed. "That makes sense. The way I'm drawn to you is overwhelming." Even as he says that, he lifts his hand to brush his fingers against my cheek. I can't help but lean into his touch, craving the connection we once had. His skin feels like fire against mine.

I want so much more than this.

"Why are you so hot?" he asks, concern lacing his voice.

I blink, confused. "Me? You're the one burning up."

Lucas shakes his head. "No, your cheeks are flushed. You feel warm."

As if on cue, a chill runs through my body, making me shiver. Lucas' eyes narrow.

"You have a fever," he says sharply. "Why?"

help but laugh, though it comes out a bit strained. "Pot, meet kettle. You're not exactly the picture

going into heat. And it's affecting you, too." I don't remember Clayton being hot like this, though. Is it because of our

soft growl rumbles in his chest, sending shivers down my spine that have nothing to

do?" he asks, his voice husky. "For

with another alpha during my last heat." I

up, a possessive snarl escaping

through the bond in my chest. Even without his memories, some part of him

by his

don't know why I'm acting like

arm gently, watching him shiver beneath my touch. "It's okay.

sends electricity through my body, and I have to fight to keep my knees from buckling.

to leave if you keep smelling like this," he growls,

I'm acutely aware of every point where his body touches

admit, my voice barely above a whisper.

at my words, his grip on my hips loosening slightly. His eyes search mine, and I can see the conflict raging within him. He's fighting

leave?" he asks, his

every fiber of my being is screaming for his touch, is unbearable. But I know I have to give him a choice. He doesn't remember me, doesn't remember us.

you want me to," I say softly, even as my heart

jolt of pleasure

request or a suggestion. It's a statement of fact, delivered with all

my body remembers his

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