Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 361

Chapter 361 Ava: Frenzied Hello

Two seconds after I make it through the door, a dark figure pounces on me.

For a split second, panic jacks up my heart rate. Then campfire smoke and amber fill the space around me, and I realize it's Lucas.

A squeal escapes my lips as he shoves me against the door, his mouth crashing onto mine. The cold from outside vanishes in an instant, replaced by a searing heat that threatens to consume me whole. His lips move with a desperate urgency, stealing my breath and scattering my thoughts.

For a moment, I lose myself in the passion of our reunion. My fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer as if I could meld us into one being. But reality intrudes as I feel the snow melting between us, dampening his skin.

"Lucas," I mutter against his lips, trying to push him away. "I'm covered in snow."

He doesn't budge an inch. "Don't care," he growls, capturing my mouth again.

His hands cup my face, thumbs stroking my cheeks as he deepens the kiss. The heat radiating from his palms feels like a furnace against my chilled skin. It's almost too much, too intense. I wonder briefly if I'm that cold from being outside, or if he's running hotter than usual.

With a herculean effort, I manage to slip out of his grasp. My breath comes in short pants as I move to take off my jacket and boots. Lucas prowls behind me, his presence almost palpable. There's something different about him, an edge of agitation that isn't normal. His movements are more predatory, reminding me of a wolf at hunt.

voice as I

a shiver down my spine that has nothing to do with the lingering cold. He doesn't answer immediately, just

I prompt again, really

closer, and I instinctively back up until I hit the wall. His scent envelops me, stronger and more potent than usual. It's intoxicating,

missed you," he finally says, his voice a low rumble that I feel more

notice the slight tremor in his hands. Something isn't right. "I missed you too, but you're acting

neck. His breath is hot against my skin as

as his teeth graze my skin. Heat pools in my belly, desire warring with concern. "Talk to me. What's

meeting mine. There's a wildness there that both thrills and terrifies me. "Nothing happened," he says, but there's a tension in his jaw

intensity of his kiss steals my breath and scatters my thoughts. His hands slide down my sides, leaving trails of fire in their wake. I melt into him, my body responding to his touch

mine as he trails hot kisses along my jaw and down my neck. A soft moan escapes me as he nips at the sensitive spot just below my ear. Right over my scar. My

his hair, holding him

tongue sweeping

body arches into his touch. One of his hands slides under my shirt, calloused fingers skimming across my bare skin. Sparks of pleasure shoot through me, and I can't help but respond, my own hands

panting for air. Eyes of

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