Tangled

Chapter 25

26 Lucas: Watching

Chapter 26: Lucas: Watching

LUCAS

Her scent dances around me. Every breath I take fills my lungs with the sweet, honey and vanilla notes that have haunted my dreams since that fateful night at the Lunar Gala. Ava. Just the thought of her name sends a shiver down my spine.

For weeks, I’ve been watching her from the shadows, unable to resist the pull of her presence. The need to be near her has consumed me, driving me to break into her apartment just to bask in the lingering traces of her essence. I’m a desperate man, lost in the throes of an obsession I can’t explain nor control.

As I stand before her now, my wolf howls with

unbridled joy inside my head, reveling in her proximity. Part of me had hoped that the fact she didn’t run when she realized I’d found her meant something more. An acknowledgement of the connection that binds us

together.

But as her gaze meets mine, devoid of any emotion, I

1/9

20 Lucas: Watching

feel the weight of disappointment settle heavily in my chest. She regards me with the same polite

indifference she would show any other customer, and the realization stings like a slap to the face.

Leaning over the counter, I can’t help but ask, “How have you been? Are you okay?” The words tumble out, laced with concern and a hint of desperation that I can’t quite mask.

For a fleeting moment, I see her falter, a crack in her impassive facade. But it’s gone as quickly as it appeared, and she meets my gaze with a cool

detachment that cuts deeper than any blade.

“I’m sorry, sir, but I need you to order or step aside for

the other customers.”

warmth or recognition. It’s as if our shared moment in the garden never happened, as if the connection that ignited between us was nothing more than a fleeting

ties us together. But the

2/9

26 Lucas: Watching

is nod mutely and order something random off

her my card, our fingertips brush together, and the spark of our connection floods through me. My wolf yips and whines. My mate, he howls, and I can

isn’t in

sway of her hips as she leans over to grab a mug, the way her delicate fingers curl

raised as he watches the exchange, bristling at the familiarity between them. That

for me

from her is overwhelming, my fists clenching at

14:47

3/9

26 Lucas: Watching

breaking beneath my knuckles. It would be so

to put him in his place

as I wrestle with the animalistic impulses raging within me. I can’t afford to do anything that might jeopardize what little chance I have of winning

warmth of Ava’s attention. Every fiber of my being screams at me to intervene, to stake my claim and remind her of the bond we share, no matter how tenuous it might seem at the moment.

her, a ghost haunting the periphery of her world, unable to break through

the woman I want more than anything, an older woman approaches me with a warm

14:47 –

26 Lucas: Watching

a way

“Good morning,” she greets me cheerfully. “Can I get you

offering her a polite smile in return. “No, thank you.

her gaze drifting over to where Ava is chatting with the dickhead behind the counter. There’s a knowing look in her eyes as she regards me, one that makes me shift uncomfortably

my seat.

you?” she asks, her tone casual but laced

knowledge of her, knowing she’s probably told these people nothing.

honest.

done something terrible to her, and I’m not sure how to make it right.”

gray eyebrows rise, but she doesn’t press me

5/9

26 Lucas: Watching

from me and settles into it, her expression one of patient

is recognizing that you’ve made a mistake,” she says sagely. “That’s more than a

out a humorless laugh, shaking my head ruefully. “Trust me, it was more than just a mistake. I…” I trail off, swallowing hard

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255