From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 325

Chapter 325 Fucking Idiots

ELOISE

“You flinched away from me.

He sounds so hurt. As hurt as he looked.

“And it’s okay, Baby. I don’t blame you for being afraid of me.”

I pause, trying to think what the hell he’s talking about,

He can’t mean…

“Good to bed, Eloise.”

My mouth opens to reply, to tell him he’s a fucking idiot, but loud music vibrates through the door.

“Fucking idiot.” I say it anyway.

It all makes sense now.

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It’s stupid. But it all suddenly makes perfect sense.

I was too out of it when I woke up in the hospital to remember, but I had a week alone in my bedroom to relive every moment of that night. The good and the bad.

And I remember waking up on the floor, hearing growls and flesh hitting flesh. And I was terrified that something might have happened to Damon. So I rolled over.

But as soon as I did, my wrist started throbbing. The pain was unbelievable. So much worse than anything else on my body, and it was all I could focus on.

Until Damon was there, right there and reaching for me.

Reaching for my broken arm.

And I did flinch.

But not because I was scared of him.

Because I was hurt. And I knew if he grabbed my hand and I screamed out in pain, he’d freak out.

I let my forehead thud against the wood again. “Stupid fucking idiot,” I whisper it this time.

He’s in there tearing himself apart over something that’s not even true.

I push away from the door.

Good thing I’m not as fragile as he thinks I am.

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The phone rings twice before it’s answered

“Hello, Eloise”

“Sebastian.” I take a breath. “I need a favor”

The chuckle he lets out is less terrifying than I remember.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

DAMON.

Warmth seeps into my center and my subconscious relishes the feeling.

I’m still in that place between sleep and wakefulness, in that place where reality can’t hurt me, and yet r know this is the most comfortable I’ve been since…

My mind shoves against me, telling me not to think about that.

Wanting to keep this happiness, fake or not, I let my mind win. Pushing out the bad thoughts as I settle into the calm. Tightening my hold on Eloise.

My hold…

Slowly, like swimming though honey, I piece it together.

The warmth is real.

The feeling of belonging is real.

Eloise in my arms is real.

My eyes snap open. And there, spread out over my chest, is golden hair.

I should push her away. Or pull away, slip out of bed and leave.

I should hold her tighter.

And that’s what I do.

I hold her as close as I can.

I hug her against my side and keep her right where she is.

I breathe her in. Let her soft scent fill my lungs.

Because she’s here.

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With me.

She’s here and I don’t even know how.

I made sure, double checked, that I was the only one with access to this room.

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Chapter 325 Fucking Idiate

Sebastian. Of course it was Sebastian.

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But even if this is just a pass

moment. A fleeting moment where Eloise fell bad enough for me to offer me comfort til take a

I’ll take it greedily.

Her left arm is draped over my chest, her brace resting on top of me.

With my free hand, I ghost my fingers over the outline of the uncomfortable rard material.

I’d left the windows uncovered, and the room is filling with early morning light.

I don’t know how long she’s been here, but I feel like I’ve finally slept for the first time in forever.

1 trace one of the thick Velcro straps.

I can’t stand the fact that she’s still hurt. That she’ll carry this injury for several more weeks. If I could switch with her, exchange bodies, take all her pains, I would.

But since I can’t, I’m just thankful it wasn’t her other hand. I’m not happy with how much she’s been taxing herself in the in the office, but I am glad she still has that outlet.

Because if she couldn’t work, she wouldn’t be Eloise.

“The sound was the worst part.” Her quiet voice makes me freeze. It’s soft, but not groggy. Like maybe she’s been awake this whole time. “Right before you got there.” Her fingertips press into my skin. “Right before you got there and stopped him, my wrist connected with the stairs, and I heard it before I felt it. It was this awful crunch sound, and I knew it was broken.”

I swallow, and lower my hand to the mattress, not wanting to accidentally hurt her more.

She continues. “When you reached for me…” My body tenses at her words. “Stop that,” she reprimands me gently, rubbing her hand in a small circle. “When you reached for me, it was my broken arm that was raised. I wasn’t scared of you, Damon. Even when we met, when I probably should’ve been scared of you, I don’t think I was.” My eyes stay on the top of her head. Wanting to see more of her, but grateful that she can’t see me.

“And the part of me that wasn’t in the process of passing back out, thought that you’d probably lose your mind if you touched me, and I screamed in pain. So, I pulled away. In hindsight, I should’ve just let you feel bad for hurting me, rather than…all of this.”

Her words make sense.

And I want to believe her.

But… I don’t know if I do.

“Will you let me show you something?” Her question is quiet, and I can feel her bracing for my rejection.

I nod, and even though she can’t see me, she must feel my agreement.

My hands automatically go to her shoulders to help her sit up, so she doesn’t use her hand. And I realize that she’s wearing…my

clothes.

The same outfit I dressed her in when I took her home from the hospital.

The rotten organ inside my chest squeezes.

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we spent two works convincing myself she hates me

Is it possible.