Tangled

Chapter 293

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"Lucas!" I call out sharply, shoving against his chest. My heart races, desire coursing through my veins as fear dissipates. He isn't violent. He's just affected by my heat,

And as much as I'd love to have it take over us both, I can't let that happen. I know how it feels to regret decisions made in the moment. I don't want Lucas to feel that way about us.

He blinks, shaking his head as if clearing fog from his mind. Stepping back, he murmurs, "I'm sorry. I'm not sure what came over me"

"It's okay, I say softly. "I think our bond is trying to reassert itself, now that I'm here. It's what makes the most sense in this scenario, anyway.

My bond yearns toward him in my chest, and it's physically painful to not step forward and nuzzle into his chest.

Lucas nods slowly, his brow furrowed. "That makes sense. The way I'm drawn to you is overwhelming." Even as he says that, he lifts his hand to brush his fingers against my cheek. 1 can't help but lean into his touch, craving the connection we once had. His skin feels like fire against mine.

I want so much more than this.

"Why are you so hot?" he asks, concern lacing his voice.

I blink, confused. "Me? You're the one burning up."

Lucas shakes his head. "No, your cheeks are flushed. You feel warm!

runs through my body,

a fever," he says sharply.

can't help but laugh, though it comes out a bit strained. "Pot, meet kettle. You're not exactly the picture

"I think... I might be going into heat. And it's affecting you, too." I don't remember Clayton being hot

my neck. A soft growl rumbles in his chest, sending shivers down my spine that have

asks, his voice husky.

I slept with another alpha during my last heat. I rush to add, "But that's

his head snaps up, a possessive snarl escaping him. "Damn right it isn't." Despite everything, I can't help but smile at his

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he's surprised by his own vehemence. He takes at step back, running a hand through

don't know why

shiver beneath my touch. "It's okay. It's

electricity through my body, and

going to have to leave if you keep smelling like

point

races, and I can feel the heat rising in my checks. I'm acutely aware of every po where his body touches mine, and it takes all my willpower not to lean into him. "Vanessa dragged me here, I admit, my voice barely above a whisper. "She threw me into the lion's den. Lucas stills at my words,

you want to leave?" he asks, his

n every

now, when fiber of my being is screaming for his touch, is unbearable. But I know I have to give him a choice. He doesn't remember me, doesn't remember us.

say softly, even as my

The movement sends a jolt of pleasure through

voice rough with need. It's not a request or a suggestion. It's a statement of fact, delivered with all the authority

It's like my body remembers his touch, even if his mind doesn't

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