From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 375

Chapter 375 That Forked Tongue

Chapter 375 That Forked Tongue

ZARA

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“Your apology isn’t needed, my friend.” Dorian clapped a firm hand on Hades’s shoulder and once Supportive. Not reprimanding, like I’d expected. “I agree with Zara. You controlled yourself. Than all that matters.”

His eyes held Hades’s a second longer, something unspoken passing between them.

Trust. It struck me then how easily they read each other. How quickly they shifted from ready-to-fight Hades to steady supporting him. I’d never had anyone like that in my life. No guilting him or shame.

Cassian snorted, pushing himself off the counter. “Look at that. My two brothers are getting along Somebody take a picture.”

“Hey, Cassian.” Dorian said without missing a beat. “Shut up.”

Everyone laughed. Cassian gave me a wink, like he wanted me to know he didn’t take it personally, then slapped Hades on the shoulder-far more playfully than Dorian had

“Watch it,” Hades growled, but there was no real heat in the words.

From the living room archway, Malachi stepped forward quietly, a stack of plates and cunlery balanced in his hands, like he’d been waiting for the storm to pass before reentering. Dorian gave him the smallest nod, and Malachi visibly relaxed, leading the way into the dining room.

“Thank you. Zara,” Dorian said gently, his gaze meeting mine before shifting to the others. “Let’s eat.”

I nodded but didn’t say anything.

What was I supposed to say?

I hadn’t calmed Hades down for them. I’d done it for him. Because Hades had needed me. And just like he’d stepped in for me, I wanted to return the favor. Hades’s hand slid from my waist but lingered at the small of my back.

Cassian fell into step on my other side, still smirking. I rolled my eyes and watched Malachi start setting the table.

“Need any help, Malachi?”

He glanced up at me and smiled, nodding toward the napkins. I reached for them without hesitation And for the first time since I’d got here, I was happy I’d come

“Here, Zara, let me take your plate, Hades offered

I nodded, murmuring my thanks as he reached across me, his armi brushing mine before he stacked my plate with his. I settle back into my chair warm and fall in a way I couldn’t remember feeling along,

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“Man, that pasta was amazing. I’m stuffed.”

My gaze drifted across the table and caught Dorian’s. He looked completely at ease, arma crowd loosely over his lean chest. He’d taken his glasses off and set them beside his plate, giving me a clear view of h

eyes.

They were darker than Cassian’s Like the ocean at night instead of the sky during the day is golden had fallen slightly out of place, softer now than the perfectly styled look he’d had earlier, like cooking Barl loosened him up in more ways than one.

I liked seeing him like this.

I realized I’d been staring and quickly looked away from the infuriatingly sexy chef, grabbing my wine glass and taking a sip. Heat rushed to my cheeks, and if anyone asked, I’d be blaming it on the third glass of red I was currently nursing.

Cassian leaned in close on my left, his breath warm against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine

“That kiss was hot as fuck. I thought about it all through lunch.” As he spoke, his fingers came up, absently catching a loose strand of my hair and twirling it. I was quickly becoming used to the action. I rolled the stem of my glass between my fingers, watching the last sip of red slide along the curve. “If I pretend to lose my mind too, will I get one?” he purred.

I chuckled, shooting him a sideways look. “I’m not sure that’s how emotional vulnerability works, Cassian

“What? Why not? I’m pretty sure the saying is ‘fake it till you make it, or something like that.”

I laughed out loud this time, my head tipping back in surprise. “You’re incorrigible.”

His fingers gave the strand of hair one last lazy tug before letting it slip through them, his grin all sharp edges and trouble.

I lifted my glass, mostly to give myself something to do with my hands.

This was a terrible idea. I tipped it back anyway, letting it burn slow on the way down. I never claimed to be good at decision making.

Flirting with the unhinged gothic man with a forked tongue at a dinner table full of other men? One pat kissed an hour ago.

Bold. Questionable. Possibly fatal to my ability to think straight for the rest of the day

1 glanced at Cassian again, Those crystal blue eyes watched my mouth. I set the empty glass down with a soft clink, my pulse thudding a little harder than it had any right to.

Screw it.

“Do it then,” I said before I could stop myself.

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