From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 326

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Chapter 326 Memories

Chapter 326 Memories

DAMON.

Without further explanation, Eloise walks across the room pressing her thumb to the lock pad. The door opres, and she leaves it that way as she walks out into the hall.

Whatever she wants to show me must be somewhere else.

I don’t know why my first thought was that she wanted to show me another injury. It’s not like I didn t catalog every single trape on her body when we were at the hospital.

Snatching a pair of sweatpants, matching the ones Eloise’s wearing, I hurry to drag them up my legs because whatever conversation we’re about to have feels like I should be wearing more than red bopers.

But since I feel like I’ve already taken too long, I don’t bother with a shirt.

By the time I make it into the hall, Eloise is already rounding the top of the stairs.

And my throat closes.

I sprint to catch up.

She shouldn’t be on the stairs by herself.

At the sound of my footsteps thundering behind her, Eloise stops halfway down the flight and turns to look up at me.

She’s standing in the middle of a step, twisted around.

“Dammit, Eloise!” I’m taking the steps three at a time to get to her, the thick carpet muffling the noise. “Hold the railing!”

She widens her eyes at me, like I’m being crazy.

“I mean it,” I snap. And when she smiles, I narrow my eyes. “I will tear the whole staircase out and replace it with an elevator. Don’t

test me.”

Eloise rolls her eyes, “This carpet is so thick, I could fling myself off the top and land at the bottom without a bump.”

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Then, she does a little hop. Just enough to get an inch of air under her feet before they connect again with the step, but it’s enough to take ten years off my life.

My arm darts out, and I circle her waist, pulling her back to my front.

I can’t even string together words. It’s just curses, as I haul her down the rest of the stairs, her feet dangling above the treads

It’s not lost on me that this is how we started. That I carried her just like this when I brought her here. But I’m too stressed to focus on it. Too close to a fucking heart attack to think about anything but getting her feet safely on the ground.

When we reach the bottom, I hesitate for a moment before putting her down. Enjoying the feeling of her against me too much.

But when my body starts to react, I lower her to the floor.

The last thing she needs is me pawing at her right now.

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Chapter 326 Memories

“She looks up at me, unspoken words swirling behind her eyes. But instead of voicing them, the grabe my hand with

“Come on.

My fingers tighten around hers.

I feel like such an idiot as I follow her through the house Like : should be more caught up to whatever the squafion And maybe it’s the amount of alcohol I’ve consumed over the past several days, or maybe I just am a fucking idiot. But th

Lost as to why she’s being nice to me.

As to why she’s holding my hand.

We turn to head through the kitchen and that’s when my idiot brain puts it together that we’re going to her office

Mary is standing at the island, making some type of pastry dough. And as we pass, she looks up. Her eyes went from me to Eloise, then back to me, and dropped lower.

“Eyes off my husband, please,” Eloise says casually, as she continues to pull me in her wake.

Is she…was that jealousy?

I stay quiet as we close in on the office.

I’ve been tempted to come in here at night, to check on her. To watch her sleep. But I knew she brought Alpha in here each night on her own, and I didn’t want him to alert her to my presence. So, I haven’t been in here. Not since her lion collection filled the room.

Eloise opens the door and drops my hand so she can walk through first.

But she just steps to the side, not actually showing me anything.

“What…” My eyes catch on a bright red canvas.

She took the time to draw? Wait, she even knew how to draw? I don’t think we’ve talked about that before.

I step further into the room.

The large canvas is covered corner to corner in shades of red. And the object in the center of the painting…

Unspoken words wrap around my throat.

It’s a crown.

A crown, perfectly sculpted out of paint. The slashes of burgundy looked like streaks of blood dripping from the shiny surface.

It’s harsh. And bold. And violent.

But also somehow warm.

Is this what she…

My eyes slip past the red and lock onto the next canvas.

I step forward.

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This one is a multicolored sunset background, wit), a crown so perfect and gold, it looks like it’s floating like trould pluck it out of the air

Iturn, slowly moving in a circle, taking in the complete collection,

There are so many,

A crown that looks to be made of smoke, lying in the grass,

A crown tipped on the edge of a motel vacancy sign.

A crown sitting on top of a giant diamond ring.

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