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,

a fever," he

laugh, though it comes out a bit strained. "Pot, meet kettle.

no point in hiding it. "I think... I might be going into heat. And it's

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

he asks, his voice

slept with another alpha during

him. "Damn right it isn't." Despite everything, I can't help but smile at his reaction, a flicker of triumph dancing through the bond in my chest. Even without

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then confusion flickers across his face, as if he's surprised by his own vehemence. He takes at step back,

says again. "I don't know why I'm

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

his hands clamping around my hips. His touch sends electricity through my body, and I have to fight to keep my knees from

to leave if you keep smelling like this," he growls,

point

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

you want to leave?" he asks, his voice

n every

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 fair

will if you want me to," I say softly, even as my

movement sends a jolt of

need. It's not a request or a

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

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