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!

cue, a chill runs through

a fever," he says

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

"I think... I might be going into heat. And it's affecting you, too." I don't remember Clayton being hot like this, though. Is it because of

nose skimming along my neck. A soft growl rumbles in his

usually do?" he asks, his voice husky. "For

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

help but smile at his

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

"I don't know

shiver beneath my touch. "It's

forward with a curse, his hands clamping around my hips. His touch sends electricity through my body, and I

have to leave if you keep smelling like this,"

point

above a whisper. "She threw me into the

leave?" he

n every

my being is screaming for his touch, is unbearable. But I know I have to give him a

me to," I say softly, even

and his fingers flex against my hips. The movement sends a jolt of pleasure through me, and I

to leave," he says, his voice rough with need. It's not a request or a suggestion. It's a statement of fact, delivered with all the authority of an

spreads through my veins. It's like my body remembers his touch, even

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