Tangled

92 Ava Clearing the Air (1)

92 Ava: Clearing the Air (II)

My stomach churns, and I get through the rest of the words as quickly as I can. “My heat was uncontrollable, and I had sex with the alpha there. He took care of me and Phoenix kidnapped me when I was shopping with his sister. No, we aren’t mated, but we aren’t strangers, either.”

There.

It’s out.

I peek at Lucas to see his reaction, but he’s just sitting there, his eyes unfocused.

It’s obvious that he’s taking some time to process everything.

My eyes drop to our linked hands, and I wonder if I should pull away before he does.

“Huh,” he says, and squeezes my fingers.

Of all the responses I’d been expecting, that one isn’t on my list.

“Lucas?”

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92 Ava: Clearing the Air (II)

He smiles at me, a lopsided little one. “I’m going to need a little time to process all this. I don’t understand how you can go into heat without a wolf, for one. But I’m not angry, Ava.”

I narrow my eyes in suspicion. “That doesn’t seem right.”

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He sighs. “I’m… disappointed. In the situation, in how I put you there. In the way things could have gone but didn’t, because of me. I’m angry at myself, and I have

a bit. But I’m not upset with you, Ava. I don’t want to leave with you thinking

there’s a lot more that you haven’t told me. I know that I fucked up. And I’m not going to do it again, not when

intense. Despite the roughness to his voice, his words are calm and

Clearing the

I nod.

some of the

angry with me.

to punch Clayton for touching

“I wasn’t–he didn’t-”

joke, Ava.”

really sound like he’s joking, so

him in doubt.

and kisses my fingers again. “Ava. I fucked up, right?”

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to give me

I nod, again.

I know that we’re both pushed together by this bond, but I want more than that. I want you, heart and soul, with everything inside of you begging to be mine. I want

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between us. I

secrets, and no

of longing straight through

lost the right to call you that. I’m the one who pushed you into

the anger. Okay?”

string. I don’t know how else to respond except

I hurt you a lot. You need to have your -chance to be angry with me. Don’t feel obligated toward me, toward

cheeks as he presses another kiss against my fingers, before turning my hand over to nuzzle his mouth against my

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his

far from innocent.

“Lucas-”

tongue darts out to taste my skin, and his groan sends quivers straight into the very core of me. I shift beneath the blanket,

I’m going to have to walk away

gently touching his ‘disheveled

a yellow glint in his amber eyes. His wolf is here, straining for control. Lucas nips at my wrist, pulling back with a sigh, and I feel empty with