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.

sleep on the couch," I point out

"I don't want to."

course he doesn't. These wolves just do what they want and

the couch—I just make an inane sort of sound and watch the ceiling in the darkness. I hate to admit it, but I kind of like that

and Lucas are

"I'm sure they are."

his voice has all my lady bits

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

the tension simmering between us. "It's only right to give the

and Lucas need to be around

momentarily overriding

mate bond requires proximity," he explains, his voice taking on a lecturer's tone. "Especially in the beginning stages. It's like... imagine

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

demand that time together. She'll feel wrong and anxious without his sense, and his aggression will increase when she

a lot less romantic when you suddenly get slapped with the label

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, the warmth

something?" I venture after

"Anything," he replies immediately.

happens now? I mean, with us?

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 as slow as you

don't

He's quiet again.

to force me, are you? Drag me into

he responds, "Of course

a sigh of relief, my body relaxing into the mattress. The tension that had been coiling

you really think of me?" Kellan's voice

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

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

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

gray eyes lock onto mine, intense

spine. I believe him, I realize. Despite everything—the chaos of the past few days, the whole

not sure

to slip further down his chest. He doesn't have a shirt on, which is far too enticing for a woman like me. Especially

meant what I said earlier—we can take this as

ask you something

"Of course."

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?

physical attraction, though that's certainly part of it. It's a deep, instinctual connection. Like finding a missing piece of yourself you didn't even

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

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