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 my body, making me

fever,"

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

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

along my neck. A soft growl rumbles in his chest, sending shivers down my spine that have nothing to

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

memories of Clayton flashing through my mind. "I, uh... I slept with another alpha during my last heat. I rush to add, "But that's not an option

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

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his face, as if he's surprised by his own vehemence. He takes at

sorry" he 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 probably isn't helping

my hips. His touch sends electricity through my body, and I have to fight to keep my knees from buckling. He stares down at me, his eyes dark

to have to leave if you keep smelling like

point

barely above a whisper. "She threw me into the lion's den.

want to leave?" he

n every

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

me to," I say softly,

a jolt of pleasure through me, and I

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

in a sharp breath, closing my eyes as a familiar fire spreads through my veins. It's like my body remembers his touch, even if

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