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.

the couch," I point out in a

"I don't want to."

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

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. I hate to admit it, but I kind of

hope Ava and

"I'm sure they are."

voice has all my lady bits

mate and

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

and Lucas need to be around each other as

momentarily overriding my discomfort.

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

need to be in each other's presence? Like,

first," Kellan confirms. "Their bond will demand that time together. She'll feel wrong and anxious without his sense, and his aggression

reasons this whole mate thing is kind of bullshit. It's a lot less romantic when you

awkward, more... contemplative. I find myself studying Kellan's face in

I ask you something?"

"Anything," he replies immediately.

now? I mean, with us? With this whole...

to take in, and I don't expect you to just fall into my arms and live happily ever after. We

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

He's quiet again.

Drag me into your

he responds, "Of course

body relaxing into the mattress. The

what you really think of me?" Kellan's

I don't—" I stumble over my words, trying to backpedal. How do I explain that it's not him specifically, but this whole situation that has

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

"So... does that mean you are going to do it and you're

eyes lock onto mine, intense and sincere in the

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

out, not

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

said earlier—we can take this

ask

"Of course."

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

that's certainly part of it. It's a deep, instinctual connection. Like finding a missing piece of yourself

romantic, sure, but also terrifying. "But what does that mean for

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