The Luna Queen's Rebirth (Ellie and Dominic) novel Chapter 484

Chapter 484

“Cover your-“Bastian coughed. “-mouths…”

I gasped and pressed my sleeve over my nose, but didn’t matter. The sweetness was already in me, sliding down my throat and unspooling like a warm thread through my chest. The chamber began to pulse around me, the walls breathing, ebbing and flowing like a living creature.

I giggled. “The room is…”

“Breathing,” Dominic said.

I flopped down, lowering my hand. Dominic was swaying over me, and I tugged his sleeve, smiling and patting the spot next to me. “Warm,” I whispered.

He grinned and plopped down beside me.

“I fixed it,” Bastian mumbled. “Mom. Mom, I fixed the-the thing. The ledger. Don’t look at me like that…”

I couldn’t have said who moved first. Dominic’s hand fisted in my hair and my knee slid over his hip, and we went down together onto the cold-no, warm-stone in a tangle of coats and rope, laughing into each other’s mouths. His lips dragged along my jaw to the scar on my neck, and the heat of it echoed back through the bond and hit me like a slap.

Somewhere behind us, Bastian told his mother he’d fed the goats. He didn’t have goats. I didn’t care.

Dominic rolled me under him, my hands finding their way up the back of his sweater, and over his shoulder the star was watching us-

The star.

I blinked at the door. The buttons swam in and out of focus, creating a pulsing, living scene. Waves cresting against the beach. A band of trees along the shore. Mountains above the trees. The wolf standing on the peaks. And the star shining in the sky.

Bottom to top. Sea to sky. The whole world, in order.

“Ellie,” Dominic breathed against my throat.

“The buttons are a picture.”

“Mm. Pretty.”

“Dominic.” I shoved at his chest, but he was too busy burying his face in my breasts to notice, so I wriggled out from under him instead, and he flopped over with a wounded sound. The floor tilted when I moved. Fine. I didn’t need to stand. Crawling worked.

I dragged myself across the chamber on my hands and knees, giggles bubbling up my throat for no reason, holding on to the one clear thought I had left.

Wave first. I reached up and shoved the disc with my palm. Clunk. The ticking began.

“We will never,” he said, “speak of this.”

“Speak of what?” Dominic had propped himself up on his elbows, hair wrecked, grinning. I rolled my eyes and sat back on my heels.

We collected ourselves. My mouth tasted like ash, but I was alive. Beyond the open door, the sound of the water had grown closer. I struggled to my feet, shouldering my pack, and turned to the guys.

“Let me go first,” I said, pressing a hand into Bastian’s chest when he tried to enter first. “You’re injured.”

He looked like he wanted to argue, but he bit it back, nodded, and let me go first.

I stepped through the doorway, scanning the walls, the ceiling. I forgot about the floor.

My boot caught the wire at my ankle. I felt it snap more than I heard it.

“ELLIE-”

Above me, the ceiling cracked open.

The last thing I saw was a pile of rocks rushing down to meet the top of my head.