Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 363

Chapter 363 Ava: He Lied!

He lied.

That asshole motherfucker lied.

Lied. To my face.

To.

My.

Face.

My glare could melt steel, but Lucas just pulls his shirt over his head, muscles rippling with the movement. Our blanket is clutched tight against my chest—not that there's any point in modesty after last night, but right now I need all the armor I can get.

He gets ideas when he sees my bare skin.

"You lied to me."

"Did I?" His eyebrow arches as he buttons his jeans. "We showered."

"Oh, is that what you call what happened in there?" Heat floods my cheeks at the memory. My skin bears the evidence of his attention—little marks scattered across my collarbone, my breasts, my thighs. Everything aches in the most delicious way, but that's not the point. "You said we'd clean up."

"And we did." His lips twitch. "Eventually."

"After you—" My voice catches. Even now, after everything we've done, after months of intimacy, certain words stick in my throat.

"After I what?" The bastard's enjoying this.

"You know what."

"I never said I wouldn't." He shrugs, all false innocence. "You assumed."

I pull the blanket higher, wincing as muscles protest the movement. "You're impossible."

"You weren't complaining last night." He crosses the room, and before I can dodge, his lips press against my forehead. "Rest today. You need it."

The pillow flies from my hand, but he's already moving, laughing as he sidesteps my attack.

"Jerk!"

through the door. The blanket does little to

toward the bathroom. "Never trusting that lying Alpha

the moment he

away the evidence of our activities. Steam rises around me, and I lean against the tile

Selene's mental yawn echoes through my mind. Though I must say,

neck that has nothing to do with the shower. "It's bad

flame-red hair dulled by the steam. "Do you two have

that sentence." Grabbing my loofah, I point it at

carnal relations," he continues, ignoring my warning. "The amount of magic you release during those moments is astronomical. Your control is nonexistent.

Selene's amusement fills my head. Is the ancient being

all the world like a sulky

mean you're

several millennia

sex life while I'm naked in the shower." Slamming the shower door shut as gently as I can manage while showing a little temper,

than necessary, I add with as much calm as I can fake, "Can we not? I think it's reasonable to shower in private. Necessary,

He started it.

certainly did not. I merely

up." Soap suds slide down my back as I rinse my hair. "Or I swear I'll bind you both into

Impossible.

"I'm already a book."

a rug and one of

Grimoire looks unsatisfied

don't know how

your only concern, Selene? Because I can

my head is satisfying, and

my lips as I finish rinsing off, letting the hot water soothe my aching muscles. Stepping out,

Wait a second.

The counter's empty.

rumpled sheets and scattered clothes from last night's activities, as I expect. Water drips down my legs as I pad into the living room,

messenger bag hangs

have come back in while I was showering, and has what

with stealing food off the counter. She figures if I don't eat it,

more importantly—I poke

you appear in the bathroom when your book form is all the

childlike face twisted in a sour expression. "Our bond has grown again. Something someone of your magical caliber should

The words slip out automatically before I narrow my eyes. Reaching out with my magic, I

sighs, shoulders slumping. "Sometimes you're very slow for someone so

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