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, making me shiver. Lucas'

have a fever," he says sharply.

comes out a bit strained. "Pot, meet kettle. You're

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

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

he asks,

memories of Clayton flashing through my mind. "I, uh... I slept with another alpha during my last

snarl escaping him. "Damn right it isn't." Despite everything, I can't help but smile at his reaction, a flicker of triumph dancing through

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

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

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

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

to leave if you keep smelling like this,"

point

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 my hips loosening slightly. His

leave?" he asks,

n every

unbearable. But I know I have to give

want me to," I say softly, even as my heart

a jolt of pleasure through me, and I have to bite my lip to keep

rough with need. It's not a request or a suggestion. It's

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 my body is singing, calling out for

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