From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138 Ruined Plans

ELOISE.

This man legit showed up, and dragged me out of the date my grandfather set for me, r aunt Laura’s plans.

takes what he wants. When he wants.

apologetically.

And now have wi

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elf to a killer. I know he’s a King, but he kills people too. And meone, Edward’s father. So why did I want to be like him? hat I want?

my mind.

s perfectly set into routine. If I were appear. And Aunt Laura’s plan will w

enough of this, Damon!” I swing ar much. I can’t keep fighting everyon on’t get it, do you? My grandfather happened in there.”

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y don’t you make a decision n I scoff at him. “Don’t know it’s the truth. Y rld on your own. W ou keep saying its

ole damned

ghter, then the monster wa

my eyes brimming with tear tinue to close in around me. “Y is fucking mind when he finds out

ce?” he asks simply, and his gaze narrows ou can’t stand it when I tell you that becaus out of your safety net, to explore the real ood be if she weren’t under anybody’s thumb? are more conventional ways to take care of your in one night.”

ce because all I want to do is shove him. Hate him. pretending like he knows anything about me.

oring anything he calls out behind me. Droplets of rain begin care as I continue through the sea of people that begin to sprout

as I charge on, no idea where I’m going. Will I go home to repeat the

meone, and immediately apologize to the teenage boy who’s dragging a sign.

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“Sorry. Did you want in?” he asks, almost embarrassed. “The movie started ten minutes ago, and no one else showed up, but I can reopen it if you want?”

I look from him to the sign. A cinema? I look down at the board that showcases the old–scho romantic film playing. Damon will hate a black and white romantic film.

“I know exactly what you’re thinking, mama,” he growls behind me. “We’re not done with thi conversation.”

“Yes, please,” I say to the teenager and then make a beeline for the cinema. I hear Damon cur behind me as he handles paying for tickets.

“Theater three,” the teenager calls out from behind as I step into the small cinema. A popcorr machine sits empty, a few snacks behind the counter. The woman behind it seems surprised | see a customer but points in the direction of the screening room.

The first two theaters are closed, and I walk into the third. There are rows of empty seats, the black and white film already playing. I can’t even remember the last time I went out to see a movie. I step into the middle row, skirting across numerous seats until I get to one that feels central to the screen.

I fold my arms over my chest as Damon comes to sit beside me, his imposing size filling his seat, his arm pressing against mine.

“There’s literally a roomful of seats,” I growl.

“The only seat I ever need is the one beside yours,” he says, making himself more comfortable. I hate how my heart skips a beat, longing for what? A confession? Something deeper with Damon?

My scowl returns. There’s just no reasoning with this man. And unlike the other times I took him to a place I knew he’d hate, he’s pretending to actually enjoy this.

The man infuriates me. More than words can even express. He’s an asshole. Demanding. Rude. Arrogant in every way. Just once, I want him to look at me as more han a pitiful woman trapped in her own life.

I hate how he shoves it in my face.

I know I can’t keep living like this. I need to stand up to my grandfather, but the last time I tried that… I hide away from the memory, the scar between my shoulder blades acting as a cruel reminder. Before I was kidnapped.

I just want to live for me. What I want. When I want. How I want.

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