From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 350

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ZARA.

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You guys, I later went to the group therapy don’t know what pushed me, or why I decided to go but I did.

Something was telling me that there was something needed to know there and that was why I was going there, so right now, I was in the building that was described by the new doctor to me

The building he told me to go to didn’t look anything like my previous doctor’s office. This place seriously looked abandoned. I frowned but paid my driver, thanked him, and stepped out of the vehicle.

“Here goes nothing.”

I swung my purse over my shoulder and headed toward the metal doors.

Should I knock?

I huffed a laugh.

Ridiculous.

I shouldn’t be so worried. It’s the middle of the day, and this is the place I was told to go to. Squaring my shoulders, I pushed the doors open, letting the late morning light filter into the stuffy room.

It looked more like a warehouse than an office, with solid–beam pillars, windows high up on the walls, and mostly empty space. A faint glow came from an overhanging light, dust motes floating lazily in the air.

This place was fucking creepy.

It reminded me of those mafia romance books I loved so much. The ones where the protagonist gets kidnapped, tied to a chair in the middle of a room, and the villain–aka the love interest–burns the world down to find her. Only here there was a circle of chairs instead of a single one, and it looked more like they were about to perform a seance.

God, I seriously needed to stop letting my brain conjure up things like that.

Witches and soul sacrifices were real, Zara. And if any witch that could read minds tried poking into my thoughts, they would fry my mind.

I stepped further inside, letting the metal doors slam closed behind me. My pulse picked up and I cringed at the echo the doors created. I bit my lip, a nervous habit, as movement to my left caught my attention.

I froze.

“Hello?” I called out, my eyes adjusting to the dim light.

Oh great.

I was like those typical white girts in scary movies who called out to the monsters hiding in the shadows.

Shut the fuck up, Zara.

“Carl help you?” a smooth voice cut through the silence.

SPARES

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Estilled a scream, my hand flying to my mouth as I whirled around to face my attacker.

‘What the fuck? Don’t sneak up on people like that!”

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The man frowned, hunched forward with his hands in his pockets. White hair fell over his forehead in messy waves, what the fuck? White hair that looked the same as that man at the bar the other night, same shade of white, his dark–rimmed glasses reflecting the ight. Even through the glasses, I could see the crazy resemblance he had to take man.

Was he the one? What the fuck? The only difference was the short hair.

He wore a navy button–up shirt with the sleeves rolled to the elbows, tucked neatly into dark grey slacks.

He took a step toward me, and suddenly our faces were closer than I expected, his warm breath puffing against my cheek.

Minty.

He frowned but said nothing.

‘Seriously, this place is creepy enough. Let’s not add sneaking around in the dark,” I muttered.

suddenly felt too exposed under the intensity of his stare. He didn’t move. Just watched.

It was… fucking creepy, okay?

“Are you done?” he asked, voice calm. Bored.

‘That depends. Are you always this welcoming to new patients?”

I had a feeling this jerk was my new therapist. I wasn’t positive, but his vibe screamed in charge. My cheeks heated with uncertainty. But why would someone who looked like that man be my new therapist?

‘I suppose introductions are in order,” he finally said after what felt like the longest staring contest of my life. “Dorian Voss. But you can call me Dr. Voss. Or Sir.”

snorted. “Sir? Really?”

He needed to take the giant stick out of his ass.

When he didn’t laugh, my smile fell. I crossed my arms over my chest, which only made me feel even more awkward as all my pravado evaporated.

Staring at him was intimidating as hell. I narrowed my eyes, I wasn’t calling him sir.

“Yeah… I guess. Dr. Voss.” I shrugged and looked around the room, grateful for the distraction.

He grunted once before starting toward the center of the room with slow, deliberate steps. Shoulders rounded, hands still tucked into his pockets. With him hunched just enough to make himself look smaller, it should have made him less imposing.

Somehow, it didn’t.

“Come,” he said over his shoulder, calm and smooth.

“Not yet I’m not,” I quipped without thinking, rolling my lips between my teeth to stop myself from saying something even worse.

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He turned slightly, one eyebrow lifting in question. A darkness flickered in his gaze as it swept over me. Again, he didn’t reply, only pushed up the rim of his glasses with his middle finger, well–manicured.

I bit my lip harder.

Fuck.

Why did I find that movement so damn hot?

My pulse spiked, heat pooling low in my stomach. I hadn’t meant to say it.

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