Chapter 310 Lisa: Humans Have Pheromones?

LISA

Kellan's stare leaves me unsettled. It's been intense ever since our reunion.

I'm grateful for the space he's given me—this whole fated mate business is like being slammed into by a rogue freight train—but there's a whole lot of little things that keep throwing his feelings into the foreground, making it impossible to ignore.

Like how he touches me a little too often.

How he watches my every move.

He hasn't kissed me again, but it doesn't make the current situation any less awkward.

"Can't sleep?" he asks, as if us sharing a bed and him lying on his side to stare at me for the past hour is somehow conducive to falling asleep.

"Nope." The word pops out with a little more sass than I intend, but damn it, does he have to stare at me like that?

"Oh."

And awkward silence again.

"So, why couldn't I just bunk with Dr. Blackwell?" My question breaks the uneasy tension between us.

"They don't have an extra bed," he explains easily.

"And no empty beds anywhere else? At all? Just—none?"

"None."

"No sleeping bags?"

"No."

"Extra blanket?"

"Not even one of those."

He's lying through his damn perfect teeth.

"You have a couch," I point out. I saw it. I know it's there.

"People come in and out at all times of day. It isn't the safest place to sleep. Better to be in bed."

"Right." Fiddling with the comforter—soft and warm and smelling like Downy—I dare to glance in his direction again, only to be caught by his unblinking gray eyes.

I

"I don't want to."

just do what they want and damn

the couch—I just make an inane sort of sound and watch the

and

"I'm sure they are."

voice

Lisa. Bad! He thinks you're his mate and he's being all caveman

to change the subject from the tension simmering between us. "It's only right to give the newly mated

Ava and Lucas need to be around each other as much as

momentarily overriding my

lecturer's tone. "Especially in the beginning stages. It's like... imagine a sapling that's just been planted. It needs constant care, water, and sunlight to grow strong roots. The mate bond is

let out a little hum. "So, they literally need to

together. She'll feel wrong and anxious without his sense,

lot less romantic when you suddenly get

silence, but it feels different now. Less awkward, more... contemplative. I find myself studying Kellan's face in the dim light, noting the strong line of his jaw,

I ask you something?" I

"Anything," he replies immediately.

with us? With

again. "That's up to you, Lisa. I know this is a lot to take in, and I don't expect you to just fall into my arms and live happily ever after. We can take things

if... if I decide I don't

He's quiet again.

you? Drag me

when he responds,

The tension

of me?" Kellan's voice is soft,

as I realize how my words must have sounded. "No! I mean, I don't—" I stumble over my words, trying to backpedal. How do I explain that

his broad shoulders slumping slightly. "Look, Lisa, I know you're an independent soul. The last thing I want to do is scare you or

eyes, suspicion creeping back in. "So... does that mean you are going to do

His gray eyes lock onto mine, intense and sincere in the dim

of the past few days, the whole mate situation being dropped on me like a bomb—I believe that Kellan won't force me into

not sure what

movement causes the blanket to slip further down his chest. He doesn't have a shirt on, which is far too enticing for a woman like me. Especially when I'm trying so hard

earlier—we can take this as

I ask you something

"Of course."

he's being so kind as to explain things, I may as well ask all the questions we humans want to know. "What exactly does being mates

more than just physical attraction, though that's certainly part of it. It's a deep, instinctual connection. Like finding a missing piece of yourself you

stomach. It sounds romantic, sure, but also terrifying. "But what does that

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