From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82 Who Has A Better Body?

Chapter 82 Who Has A Better Body?

ELOISE.

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“You’re in the inner circle? My deepest apologies. I didnt realise…I mean, we weren’t told guests of your caliber through this entrance.”

Summer’s jaw dropped. “What? That’s impossible! Those have to be fakes, too! How would she get those?”

The guard ignored her. He stepped aside and opened the velvet rope.

“Please, follow me. We will take you through the private tunnel. You’ll have a private booth with a direct view of the stage.”

I turned to Lex, who was looking at me like I had just grown a second head.

“Come on, Lex. We are going to the front.”

As we walked by Summer, I paused. I leaned in close to her ear, letting a bit of my Queen authority lean into my accent.

“Maybe you should check your own tickets,” I whispered. “I’d hate for you to be stuck in the back near the trash cans. It would be so pathetic.”

We left her standing there, fuming and speechless. We were escorted into another type of world of luxury that I didn’t know existed.

The inner circle passage was lined with soft white fur and lit by floating candles. When we reached our booth, I gasped. We weren’t just close, we were practically on the stage. There was chilled champagne, a platter of rare meats, and silk cushions.

“Eloise!” Lex finally screamed, jumping up and down. “How? When? Who? You have to tell me everything!”

“Let’s just say I did a favor for a friend,” I winked.

Suddenly, the lights dimmed, and the entire arena went silent. You could hear the heartbeats of ten thousand wolves hitting the same rhythm.

A single blue spotlight lit the center of the stage.

The air grew cold, and then a voice began to hum. It wasn’t a typical sound; it was a vibration that settled deep within my bones, calming my wolf instantly.

From the rafters, Xavier Lenor descended. He was dressed in shimmering silver armor that looked like liquid moonlight. He didn’t use a harness; he seemed to be floating on the very energy of the crowd. He landed on the stage gracefully, his blue eyes scanning the front row until they landed on me.

He didn’t stop singing, but he gave me a tiny smirk.

“Oh my Goddess,” Lex whispered, clutching my arm. “He’s looking at us, Eloise. He’s looking at us!

Hleaned back into the cushion, feeling the stress of the wedding and the weight of the crown melt away. The music was like a lullaby to my soul.

Maybe this was exactly what I needed, but as I watched the performance, I couldn’t help but think of Damon. He was definitely going to know something was wrong from the way I smelled.

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Chapter 82 Who Has A Better Body?

Damon was going to have a lot of questions when I got home.

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The music was so loud that I could feel it vibrating in my teeth. It wasn’t just noise, though. Being a werewolf, our hearing is more sensitive than a human’s, but Xavier Lenor’s music didnt hurt.

It felt like a warm blanket wrapping around my wolf, calming the restless spirit that had been on edge since the Luna Trials ended.

Lex, on the other hand, had completely lost her mind.

“Oh my God, Eloise. Look at him, look at those shoulders!” Lex screamed over the roar of the crowd. She was gripping the railing of our private VIP booth so hard I thought the metal might snap.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you didn’t have a mate that made you go crazy,” I said to her, and she just smiled.

“This is different. I’m being a fan girl right now.” She said and turned back to the stage.

“Whatever,” I muttered.

Downstage, Xavier was putting on a show that I had to admit was impressive. He had ditched the heavy silver armor he had worn at his entrance and was now wearing a thin, black silk shirt half–unbuttoned. Every time he moved, the stage lights caught the sweat on his skin, making him look like he was carved from polished marble.

He was handsome, there was no denying that. His jawline was sharp enough to cut glass, and his eyes had a weird, glowing blue tint that seemed to pierce the darkness of the arena.

“He’s okay,” I said to Lex over the music, taking a sip of the sparkling moon water that the attendants served to us.

Lex whipped her head around, looking at me like I just confessed to committing a murder.

“Okay? Eloise, that man is a literal gift from heaven! Look at those abs! You can see them right through his shirt, and those legs?! didn’t know a wolf could be built like that.”

I looked back at the stage, and Xavier was hitting a high note, his voice resonating through the stadium like a physical force. It was beautiful, sure, but as I watched him dance, my mind did something traitorous.

I started comparing him to Damon.

Xavier was lean and graceful, but Damon….Damon was solid power. When Damon took his shirt off, it wasn’t just a fit show; it was raw, rugged, and dangerous. Damon’s shoulders were broader, and his chest was wider, and he had those faint scars from battles that made him look like a real King.

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