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 vague

"I don't want to."

just do what they want and damn

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

and Lucas are getting

"I'm sure they are."

huskiness of his voice has all

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

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

intense gaze softening slightly. "Absolutely. Ava and Lucas need to be around each

curiosity piques, momentarily overriding

bond requires proximity," he explains, his voice taking on a lecturer's tone. "Especially in the beginning stages. It's like... imagine a sapling that's just been planted. It needs

need to be

time together. She'll feel wrong and anxious

mate thing is kind of bullshit. It's a lot less romantic when you suddenly get slapped with

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,

ask you something?"

"Anything," he replies immediately.

now? I mean, with us?

"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 as slow as

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

He's quiet again.

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

he responds,

The tension that had been coiling

you really think of me?" Kellan's

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

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 just lying

gray eyes lock onto mine, intense and sincere in the dim lighting. "I want you to

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

not sure what

doesn't have a shirt on, which is far too enticing for a woman like me. Especially when I'm trying so hard to not fall

earlier—we can take this as slow

ask

"Of course."

ask all the questions we humans want to know. "What exactly does being mates mean? Like, practically speaking. Is it just...

mate bond 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 you didn't even know was

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

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