From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 372

Chapter 372 The Chef Of The Bond

Chapter 372 The Chef Of The Bond

ZARA

That’s not weird at all.

I shook off the feeling and took in the space,

The entryway was enormous. High ceilings crossed with dark wooden beams. Asweeping faircar cad up to the second floor like something out of a gothic novel. Soft amber lighting warmed the walls ma the polished floors gleam. My boots sounded too loud as we walked farther in.

“Beautiful.” My voice echoed slightly through the massive foyer.

A floorboard creaked somewhere deeper in the house. My heart jumped into my throat. At the top of th staircase stood Cassian.

“Yes, you are beautiful,” he said, voice smooth and dark as sin.

My breath caught. “Oh my God, Cassian. You scared me.”

Malachi didn’t let go of my hand. His thumb brushed once across my knuckles reassuringly.

Cassian’s smirk deepened. Then he started down the stairs, taking them two at a time, never taking his eyes off me. The way he watched me made my skin prickle.

I tore my gaze from his coal-rimmed eyes to take all of him in. He wore ripped black jeans. A black lined sweater stretched over his lean frame, ink visible at his wrists above his gloves. Chains glisted at lay hip when he moved. The sides of his head were shaved while the top was left longer and messy Gauges

ears.

He looked like a vampire god–or devil.

And even smiling at me… he was terrifying. Alluring, but fuck, he was unsettling too. I swear he did that purpose. To keep people away. He stopped right in front of me, and my knees actually shook

“I’m glad you’re here, darling. Our brother made lunch for us. hope you’re hungry.” He gave me thar knowing smile I was beginning to realize he always wore when he looked at me Cassian’s bright blur eyes finally left mine, and I let out a breath.

Damn. That was intense,

His gaze dropped to where Malachi and I were still holding hands, and instinctively I pulled away Which just made Malachi frown and made me feel bad.

“Don’t stop on my account, I quite like seeing Malachi tou Ir you.”

I frowned but didn’t take Malachi’s hand back

Didn’t he and Rades fight over me the last time I save them?

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Chapter 372 The Chef Of The Bond

“I wasn’t-You didn’t,” I huffed, flustered. “Never mind. Where is your beatles

And Hades, I added silently. I wanted to ask about him too, but suddenly I felt day my disappointment if he wasn’t here

“Dorian’s in the kitchen. Come on. I’ll take you.”

Trouns kitch

wer

he corner behind Malachi and Cassian, and the foyer opened up into tie kuch of or-to-ceiling windows lined one wall. A big island with a sink sat in the middle The

dark cherry wood.

was Dorian. My breath hitched at the sight of him. He stood with his back to me, les -down rolled to his forearms, blond hair slightly messy like he’d run a hand through it roo It should not be attractive watching a man cook. It really, really was

an, what’s for lunch, man? Zara’s hungry,” Cassian called, way too entertamed with himself

No-don’t say that.” Heat crept up my cheeks.

fine.”

lad you could make it, Zara.” Dorian glanced over his shoulder at me, and my stomach did that itorous flip. His glasses sat low on his nose as he raised a brow, then turned back to whatever he was tirring in the pan. A sauce, maybe. The smell alone made my stomach tighten painfully. I swallowed, pretending I wasn’t suddenly hyperaware of how long it had been since I’d eaten something that didn’t come from a to-go box.

My brain short-circuited. “You cook?”

Wow. Incredible. Flawless social skills.

One corner of his mouth lifted. “If I didn’t, these guys would starve

Cassian dropped onto a barstool. “Translation, he doesn’t trust the rest of us not to burn water.”

Malachi stepped in close beside me. “It was soup,” he muttered while slipping my coat off my shoulders

I smiled before I could stop myself. “That’s okay, Malachi. I can’t cook either. If it weren’t for takeout, I’d probably starve.”

I meant it as a joke. Someth

Malachi’s hand pay

Dorian stopped

My smile fale

suddenly

all the t

ls barely left my mouth before the roum went still

grin faded, just a little. And from the stove,

ugh to feel awkward.

my hands into the back pockets of my jeanis, ond ago. It was just a joke. People said stuff like thar

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I cleared my throat. “So what are you cooking?” I stepped a litle closer to the center oud when

sat.

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