Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 310

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."

do what they

about it—to throw a fit and demand he sleep on the couch—I just make an inane sort of sound and watch the ceiling in the darkness.

hope Ava and Lucas

"I'm sure they are."

heated huskiness of his voice has

He thinks you're his mate and he's being

throat, desperate to change the subject from the tension simmering between us. "It's only

"Absolutely. Ava and Lucas need to

overriding my

taking on a lecturer's tone. "Especially in the beginning stages. It's like... imagine a sapling that's just been

they literally need to be

time together. She'll feel wrong and anxious without his sense, and his aggression will increase when she isn't

lot less romantic when you suddenly get slapped with the label

different now. Less awkward, more... contemplative. I find myself studying Kellan's face in the

ask you something?" I venture after

"Anything," he replies immediately.

with us? With

goes very, very still. It's like he isn't even breathing, until he finally talks 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

if I decide I don't want this? The mate

He's quiet again.

force me, are you? Drag me into your cave and have your

he

the mattress. The tension that had

of me?" Kellan's voice

have sounded. "No! I mean, I don't—" I stumble over my words, trying to backpedal. How do I explain that it's not

broad shoulders slumping slightly. "Look, Lisa, I know you're an independent soul. The last

does that mean you are going to do it and you're just lying to me

laugh. "No, Lisa. I would never do that to you. Never." His gray eyes lock onto mine, intense and sincere in the dim lighting. "I want

a shiver down my spine. I believe him, I realize. Despite everything—the chaos of the past few days, the whole mate situation being

breathe out, not sure what

for a woman like me. Especially when

said earlier—we can take this as slow as

ask you something

"Of course."

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 mean? Like, practically speaking. Is it just... attraction? Or is

is 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

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

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