Chapter 322 Matchmade By The Goddess
DAMON.
“Of course you can. And
you
will.”
I pour another glass of whiskey, but just stare at it.
“Don’t
you ever feel bad about dragging Alexis into the dark side of life?” I ask Seb the question that’s been burning through my heart.
“No.”
I wait for further explanation, but Seb doesn’t expand. “No?”
“No,” he repeats. “She belongs with me. And I live in the dark. So that’s where she belongs too.”
“But…”
That’s just his crazy talking. Right?
“Also…” I swear I can see the smug look on his stupid face when he starts with that tone. “That wife of yours let you fuck her in front of a dead man, so don’t pretend like you’re ripping the wings off an angel. You guys are mates for a reason, just take your wolf for a run and clear your head.”
That’s true, it’s been a while since I went for a run.
“He wasn’t dead yet,” I grumble.
“Good argument,” Seb deadpans. “Now be fucking straight with me. What’s the actual problem?”
“That’s not enough of a problem?”
“You were there.” He reminds me. “You were there when my wife got kidnapped and held at gunpoint because of me. I know what it feels like to fail the person you love. But what I don’t understand is why you’re getting drunk and sleeping alone. After what happened to Alexis, you couldn’t pry me from her side.”
“You still can’t,” I grumble.
“Damon,” Seb says my name like he knows I’m hiding something.
I drop my head, the shame of it all weighing me down. “She flinched away from me.”
And Goddamn, does that hurt to say out loud.
“When?”
“When she first woke up…” I take a breath, reliving the moment for the hundredth time. “She was rolling over at the base of the stairs, and I reached for her. Because I didn’t think she should move. And she flinched.”
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“What does that mean?”
“She’s scared of me!” I shout the admission.
Seb is silent for a second, “She’s not scared of you.”
“How could you possibly know that?”.
“Easy,” he replies. “Eloise is your match.”
My match.
Heavy emotion wraps around my heart.
If only that were true.
“And I mean,” Seb continues, “I’m sure there’s all sorts of other weird shit you guys do that I don’t want to know about.”
“Fuck off.” I reach out and end the call.
ELOISE.
My bare feet pad slowly down the hall.
Today is the first time in the week since the attack that I’ve stepped foot outside of my bedroom and not found Mary sitting in a chair, in the middle of the hall, telling me to go back to bed.
Taking that as a sign that I’m recovered enough to finally wander, I continue to the stairs.
Between long bouts of sleeping, I’ve been walking laps around the bedroom, so I’m not too unsteady on my feet. But the stairs…
I shove away the urge to be sick at the thought of the stairs.
If I can sleep in that bed alone for a week, I can walk down these stairs.
Except I wasn’t completely alone.
Damon never came to bed. Damon never came to see me at all.
But every night someone would come to the room and put our dog inside. Shutting the door behind him. Giving me a protector.
It had to be Damon.
I don’t know why he’s been avoiding me. Since he won’t talk to me, or even get close enough to look at me,
I can’t ask him.
But if there’s one thing I know about Damon, it’s that he takes safety seriously. And since I’ve had a week to dwell on it, I’d bet all my worldly goods that he’s staying away because of guilt. Out of some misplaced
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sense of failure. And he’s probably twisted that around until he’s convinced himself that I hate him.
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