From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 355

Chapter 355 Self Control

HADES.

I glared up at the ceiling, unable to sleep.

Zara.

Finished

My mind kept circling back to her no matter how hard I tried to shove the thought away. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Dreaming about her. Fantasizing about claiming her. It’s been days now, and I was getting fucking restless waiting for Dorian to do something about her.

Every day that passed, keeping my distance felt wrong. Even if patience was the logical answer. Logic had nothing to do with the way every instinct in my body screamed to go after her. My dragon was pacing so hard beneath my skin it made my muscles twitch.

No matter what I did I couldn’t seem to burn off this pressure clawing through my chest. Flying every day until exhaustion barely kept him leashed. I was afraid if Dorian didn’t do something–and soon–I’d do something stupid.

Like hunt down a red–haired spitfire and steal her away.

And the worst part?

I was starting to forget why I wasn’t doing exactly that.

Malachi was usually the one that helped keep my beast in line but he had been MIA since the warehouse. He always felt things stronger than the rest of us. I wondered what he picked up from her that night. What his thoughts were on all of this. But it wasn’t like I could ask him. Malachi was in his room painting or downtown at his art studio. I didn’t have the heart to disturb him.

Or burden him with my beast. I was pretty sure Zara was affecting him too. It had been three days since the warehouse and he hadn’t shifted into his bear to run alongside me, not once. I sighed, rubbing a hand over my beard. There was no way I was fucking sleeping tonight.

My dragon shoved against his restraints again, pressure building behind my eyes until a dull headache began to form. I grit my teeth against the beast’s strength.

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I understood why Dorian was pissed but I was fucking losing it. Yes Cassian had pushed too hard. The idiot had used compulsion to pry Zara open before she was ready. And on that point at least, Dorian and I agreed.

Cassian had gone about bringing her into the bond all wrong. Instead of drawing her closer, the compulsion spooked her. I should have stepped in sooner. I should have shut that shit down before it got that far. Instead, I’d sat there watching. Completely captivated by her.

The way her cheeks flushed when she got angry or lustful. Watching the fire spark in those green eyes when she was being sarcastic. She’d fought back instead of folding like most humans did when faced with a room full of predators. She had the prettiest blush. Like fire against porcelain.

My little pookie.

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Chapter 355 Self Control

Finished

I groaned. My fangs ached painfully beneath my gums. I needed blood and something to eat. But we’d practically eaten all the food Dorian had stocked in the fridge. And with him gone all week the options were limited.

I was honestly surprised he’d spent all this time with Lucien. That wasn’t normal for him. Especially not when the bond was this unsettled. He liked control too much to disappear unless he was avoiding something.

I knew exactly what.

Zara

If there was one thing I knew about my brother it was that he didn’t handle his own feelings well. I rolled ɔnto my side with a quiet snarl and stared at the dark wall. If he was here, I’d shake him until he stopped pretending this was strategy instead of fear.

Whatever they were doing over there, it wasn’t just research. Anyone with eyes could see that. Dorian went still around Lucien in a way he never did with anyone else. Calm. Anchored. Like his beast finally shut the hell up. Dorian would never admit it, but he was in love with that fucking Lucien and terrified of what it meant. Lucky bastard got to run from his feelings. While the rest of us hid.

I grabbed my phone to see if Cassian had replied to my last two messages. But the read sign glared back at

1. me.

You alive?

Where the fuck are you!?!

Are you seriously fucking ignoring me?

Asshole *eye–roll emoji*

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I huffed a breath. At least one question was answered. He was alive. Unfortunately for him, because I was going to kill him when he got home. I shot off one more text for good measure.

Don’t do anything stupid.

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My dragon shifted under my skin, restlessness shoving at me through our bond. He hated waiting. Hated that I kept telling him no without offering anything in return. It went against his nature not to go to our mate. Not to claim her in every way.

‘Go to her.‘

Images flashed of her pinned beneath me.

Fuck. I squeezed my eyes shut. I shouldn’t entertain the idea of forcing her, but my dragon didn’t see it

that way.

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