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!

if on cue, a chill runs through my body, making me shiver.

a fever," he

bit strained.

heat. And

rumbles in his chest, sending shivers down my spine that have nothing to

do?" he asks, his voice

I slept with another alpha during my last heat. I rush to add, "But that's not an option

at his reaction, a flicker of triumph dancing through the bond in my chest. Even without his memories, some part of him recognizes me as

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surprised by his

don't

out, touching his arm gently, watching him shiver beneath my touch.

curse, his hands clamping around my hips. His touch sends electricity through my body, and I have to

if you keep smelling like this," he growls,

point

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

to leave?" he

n every

head, unable to lie to him. The thought of walking away from him 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

you want me to," I say softly,

fingers flex against my hips. The movement sends a jolt of pleasure through me, and I have to bite my lip to

you to leave," he says, his voice rough with need. It's not a request or a suggestion. It's a statement of fact,

as a familiar fire spreads through my veins. It's like my body remembers his touch, even if his mind doesn't remember me. Every cell in

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