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.

sleep on the couch," I point out in a vague

"I don't want to."

These wolves just do what they want and damn the

and demand he sleep on the couch—I just make an inane sort of sound and watch the ceiling in the darkness. I hate

Ava and

"I'm sure they are."

voice has all my lady bits

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

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

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

piques, momentarily overriding

"Especially in the beginning stages. It's like... imagine a sapling that's just been planted. It needs constant care, water,

a little hum. "So, they literally need to be in each

She'll feel wrong and anxious without his sense, and his aggression will increase

less romantic when you suddenly

myself studying Kellan's face in

I ask you something?"

"Anything," he replies immediately.

now? I mean, 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

if... if I decide I don't want this? The mate thing, I

He's quiet again.

going to force me, are you? Drag me

strangled when he responds,

my body relaxing into the mattress. The tension that had been

of me?"

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

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

does that mean you are going to

laugh. "No, Lisa. I would never do that to you. Never." His gray eyes lock onto mine,

I believe him, I realize. Despite everything—the chaos of the past few days, the whole mate situation being dropped

out, not sure what else to

for a woman like me. Especially

I meant what I said earlier—we can take this as slow as

I ask you something

"Of course."

humans want to know. "What exactly does being mates mean? Like, practically speaking. Is it

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 didn't even know

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

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