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!

on cue, a chill runs through

have a fever,"

out a bit strained.

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

growl rumbles in his chest, sending shivers down my spine that

do you usually do?" he asks,

through my mind. "I, uh... I slept with another alpha

I can't help but smile at his reaction, a flicker of triumph dancing through the bond in

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

don't know why I'm

his arm gently, watching him shiver beneath my touch. "It's okay. It's the bond, and

electricity through my body, and I have to fight to keep my knees from buckling. He stares down at

to leave if you keep smelling like this," he growls, his voice low and

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, his grip on

you want to leave?" he asks, his

n every

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 remember us. It wouldn't be

to," I say

sends a jolt of pleasure through me, and I

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

like my body remembers his touch, even if his mind doesn't remember me. Every cell

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