The Luna Queen's Rebirth (Ellie and Dominic) novel Chapter 245

Chapter 245

Ellie’s POV

Sneaking out of my own house wasn’t something I thought I would ever have to do again after the ripe age of sixteen. Those days should have been long behind me, right along with high school crushes and underaged drinking in the woods.

But now here I was. Putting on dark clothes, waiting until the house had gone quiet, and standing at my bedroom door for a full minute listening for footsteps before I opened it. Like a goddamn teenager.

I poked my head out into the hall. It was empty. I slipped out, pulling the door shut behind me without a sound, and started for the stairs.

I hated this. I hated that Dominic had put me in a position where meeting my own friend required me to creep around in the dark like I was breaking curfew. I was a grown woman and a Luna, techtrically, and I was tiptoeing down a staircase in my own house because my husband had decided he got to tell me who I was allowed to speak to.

Unfortunately the downstairs lights were still on in one room when I padded downstairs, holding my shoes in one hand so as not to make a sound. Thankfully, there was no one moving about. I quietly hurried down the rest of the steps and rounded the corner to the side door, where I would be least likely to run into

anyone.

I had made it about halfway there when I heard voices coming from the sitting room. Dominic’s, low and tired, and then Vivian’s, softer and higher. I should have ust kept going. I knew that. The door was twenty feet away and all I had to do was cross the hallway and then I was out.

Instead, I stood there and listened.

“She keeps pushing this plague thing,” Dominic was saying. He sounded worn out. “Twice now. Like I’m not already dealing with enough.”

“She just wants your attention.” Vivian’s voice was gentle, soothing. “You know how she gets. When she feels like she’s being left out of something, she manufactures areason to be included.”

A pause.

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“You think that’s all it is?” Dominic asked.

“Dominic.” Vivian said his name like she was telling him something obvious. “She didn’t come to you with documents, or research, or anything to actually prove that this so-called ‘plague’ is coming. She read something in a book and decided to bother you with it just because it’s fun for her to throw you off!”

Dominic said something else, but I didn’t linger to hear it. I needed to get out of here before I jumped into the conversation and embarrassed myself, again, in front of two people who thought so little of me.

The side door opened and closed without a sound. Cold air hit my face and I stood on the back steps for a moment, staring out at the dark yard.

Inhale… Exhale…

I tried not to think about Vivian comforting Dominic. Or about Dominic letting her. Especially not the two

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of them in the sitting room in the middle of the night, knitting closer together one conversation at a time.

I knew this part. I had lived this part. And I knew exactly where it ended up if I let it keep going.

But right now I had bigger problems, so I tucked it’away and went to meet bucas.

He was already there when I arrived. His car was parked at the overlook, engine off, the forest dark and dense on three sides. The valley spread out below, a scatter of distant lights under a clear sky. I got in and pulled the door shut.

“Good Goddess above,” Lucas gasped, pressing his hand to his sternum, “You could’ve announced yourself before opening the door.”

“Sorry.” I rubbed my hands over my face and leaned back in the seat.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Ask me again in an hour,” I said.

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