From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 297

Chapter 297 Unknown Aggravation

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I’m taking another drink of water, thinking about how I need to figure out a way to get some music in my office, when my name is bellowed so loud I jump, spilling water all down my front.

I’m still trying to brush beads of water off my shirt when Dagon comes storming into the kitchen.

I didn’t even know he’d gotten home.

“Upstairs,” he demands.

“You made me spill–”

Damon snaps his fingers. That same stupid snap he did the other night, and I hate it. Even as I feel it in my core.

“But—“I’m breathing heavy.

Wheri did I start breathing heavy?

Damon circles the island to where I’m standing, yanks the glass from my hand, slamming it on the counter so forcefully, I’m surprised it doesn’t break. “I said upstairs,” he growls, but doesn’t even give me time to move on my own, he just grabs my arm and starts to pull me through the house.

I can’t tell if he’s angry, or what’s going on, but he’s being intense as hell and I don’t know why.

“I didn’t do anything!” I try to tug my arm away, but instead of letting go, he chuckles darkly.

“Oh, I know you didn’t, Little Wife.”

My mind spins as he drags me up the stairs.

“Damon, what’s wrong?”

His fingers flex when I say his name but he doesn’t answer, just drags me alone way to our room.

I cross the threshold before him and he kicks the door shut behind us, finally releasing my arm.

“Take off your clothes.”

4 whirl around. “What is going on?”

Damon’s jaw flexes as he steps forward, grips my buttoned–up flannel, and rips the front open.

“Hey!” I shout, but he ignores my struggle to push him away and shoves the shirt off my shoulders.

When he reaches for my tank top, I grab it first.

I don’t know what the hell has him so riled up, but I don’t want him to rip this too,

My face is hidden behind my tank top as I pull it over my head, when Damon starts yanking my leggings and underwear oft

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Chapter 297 Unknown Aggravation

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“Step out,” he snaps the command.

“Fine, geez.” I brace myself on his shoulders as he crouches before me, and I lift one foot at a time.

Tossing them aside, Damon stands in front of me, fully dressed, chest heaving, looking like a hungry predator.

“What…” I don’t even know what to ask him.

But Damon doesn’t seem interested in talking.

Placing his big palm against the center of my chest, he makes me walk backward, until the back of my legs hit the end of the bed.

Trapped between him and the mattress, I have no choice but to sit when he presses his hand into me more firmly.

Damon lifts a knee and pushes it between my own, spreading my thighs until they’re framing both of his. His eyes are on fire as they look down at me, and I don’t think he’s mad. But he’s definitely something.

But he doesn’t make any more moves to touch me. He just stands there, staring down at my nakedness—and, god help me—he starts to roll up his sleeves.

“Damon….”

He shakes his head. “It’s either my King or husband.”

Air leaves my lungs, but no sound comes out.

He can’t be for real.

But then, when he reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a small black box, I forget how to breathe.

Because it looks like a ring box.

Is he really…? Another ring?

Damon doesn’t say a word as he opens it, and pulls out the most extravagantly huge diamond ring I’ve ever seen in my life.

It’s…it’s absurd.

Just straight up absurd.

And the thin band is shimmering with diamonds all the way around. Making the whole thing sparkle like it’s on fire.

Damon uses his free hand to grab my left, and with his other, the one holding the ridiculous ring, he shoves the diamond onto my finger.

My mouth opens, but I don’t know what to say as I stare down at it.

It’s a rectangular emerald cut that basically covers the whole of my finger between the bottom and first knuckle. Never mind the fact that it fits perfectly.

Why did I have to be naked for this?

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Hift my gaze to meet Damon’s, but he’s lowering, to his knees. And for one stupid moment, I think he’s about to propose to me, because he didn’t for our wedding. But then he’s dragging my thighs open and pulling me to the edge of the bed. To…

His tongue meets my core in an open–mouthed kiss and electricity jolts through my body.

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