From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 261

Chapter 261 Bellaria Ball

DAMON.

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The next few weeks were crazy. I barely saw my wife because she had to take care of the new talents she had in the palace, and work was also busy for me.

But I’ve also been staying away intentionally because I was hanging by a thread, I would give up one of these days and maybe, just maybe tonight might be the night. We had a ball to attend.

I’ve been busy all day and working until the afternoon vanished and then the night came, and it was time to leave for the Bellaria Ball. An annual ball that werewolves went to just to connect and network. It was a must for my Queen and me to attend because as leaders, we couldn’t miss that type of ball.

I change into the spare suit I keep in my office and meet my driver at the back entrance.

By the time we arrive at The Met, there is a line of cars pulling up to the entrance. When I climb out, flashes of light from the paparazzi ignite in the twilight, and I realize I made mistake by not picking Eloise up.

I should be arriving with her so the paparazzi capture us together, and I make a mental note to stick close to her tonight so we don’t miss out on any other opportunities to be seen together. I want to make sure the Lockwoods see us.

Let them know she is with me. Let them squirm knowing that I will be coming for them the moment I get confirmation from her to screw them up.

But I’ve already overstepped the line with Eloise. I need to pull back and establish clearer lines in the sand. I wanted to stay celibatento price this to her but she kept drawing me in, she just kept doing that and I wasn’t sure how long my self–control would last.

By the time I stepped inside, everybody went on their knees and bowed.

“Rise,” I said to the now silent room. “Return to your activities,” I added when they all stood stiff.

Inside, I’m met by a waiter with a glass of champagne, which I accept, and then move into the main ballroom. The ball is well underway. Music plays. People in gowns and tuxedos dance arm in arm.

Chandeliers glitter, and the din of conversation hangs in the air. I barely get inside before I’m met by an elderly socialite who is dripping in jewels and won’t let me pass until I say hello to her homely–looking daughter, who looks like she’d rather be eating a plate full of razor blades than be here.

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Further along, I meet two actors I know well, one whose pool house was the location of a very satisfying encounter I had with three models one night–long before I became the King. And long before I started to feel dissatisfied with such encounters.

We make small talk before I excuse myself to find the bar. I’ve finished my champagne but need a scotch to numb the strange sensation in my chest.

I’m almost at the bar when I feel her enter the room. I can’t explain how or why it makes me turn around. But I do, and there she is, walking into the ballroom. She pauses on the step to scan the room for me and my heart stops. People bowed as she passed by and there she was my fucking Queen.

I can’t swallow. I can’t take a breath. All I can do is stare at the most beautiful vision I’ve ever

seen.

She looks phenomenal.

The dress fits perfectly over her beautiful curves and her hair is swept up into a messy bun, with stray curls falling around her beautiful face.

And those ruby–red lips.

God, how I ache to taste them again.

She sees me and smiles, and that smile lights up my chest.

Like I’m being pulled by a magnet, I cross the room toward her and she meets me halfway, parting the sea of people when they see the beautiful woman in red.

“I was worried I wouldn’t find you,” she says when she reaches me.

“There was no chance I wouldn’t find you,” I say, sweeping another appreciative gaze over her. “You look stunning.”

She gives me a beaming smile that has the same effect on me as the first one.

“Can I get you a drink?” I ask.

She shakes her head. “It took two fairy godmothers to get me into this dress. I’m not sure how I will go about peeing without their help.”

I can’t help but chuckle. “How about a dance then?” I ask.

“Sure, but I warn you, I still have my training wheels on with these Betty Saville shoes I’m wearing. It might be like dancing with a newborn giraffe. I’m a bit out of practice.”

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I take her hand and lead her to the dance floor. “Then lean on me. I won’t let you fall.”

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I pull her into my arms, and she relaxes against me as we move in time to the music. She feels soft and warm, and the intoxicating scent of her skin sends me falling deeper and deeper. No matter how many lines in the sand I’ve tried to set, holding her in my arms is setting fire to them.

“You’re a very good dancer,” she says softly.

“So are you.” I say, my voice gravelly because her body pressed against mine is doing things to me. I feel her stiffen at my slipup, probably wondering if I’m going to let go of my control. She has been very needy but has been doing a good job of controlling it. Our eyes meet and I can see her searching them.

“No training wheels needed.” I add, and she relaxes.

The music is upbeat, but we dance slowly, as if there is no one else in the room. And in that moment, there isn’t because all I can see, feel, and smell is her, and I don’t need anything else.

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