The Luna Queen's Rebirth (Ellie and Dominic) novel Chapter 362

Ellie’s POV

I stared at Dominic’s mother for a long time without speaking as her words washed over me.

Vivian.

Dominic banished Vivian.

My sister was a rogue.

After everything that happened, all the hell she put me through, all the times he refused to listen to me and took her side instead, always believing she was a saint walking amongst us…

He had banished her.

I stood on the landing for a moment longer, then turned and kept walking.

Dominic’s mother called after me, but I was already moving down the hallway toward his room. The door was closed, and no light was coming from underneath it. A normal person might have assumed he was sleeping or not there at all, but I grabbed the handle and turned it anyway without even knocking.

To my surprise, the door was unlocked. I pushed it open and walked in.

The room was dark, the curtains drawn so tight that almost no moonlight came through. It smelled stale, like closed windows and dirty sheets and too many days spent wallowing within the same four walls. I reached for the light switch just inside the door and flicked it on.

The overhead light glared to life.

My wolf surged forward so suddenly it nearly knocked the breath out of me. After spending months being quiet and distant, she was suddenly there, howling, yearning to rush forward into the arms of the man who sat in front of me.

I gripped the doorframe to keep myself from moving.

Dominic was sitting up against the headboard.

Alone.

He looked like he hadn’t slept properly in weeks. His hair was a mess, his jaw covered in more stubble than I’d ever seen on him, dark circles carved deep under his eyes. He was wearing an old t-shirt and sweatpants. He looked nothing like the man I remembered on our wedding day, looking as handsome as ever in a perfectly-tailored tuxedo and not a care in the world.

He stared at me now with wild, blinking eyes, like he wasn’t quite sure if he was hallucinating or not.

“Ellie,” he whispered. “You… You came back.”

And now that he was saying them, sitting there with none of his usual armor on, not reaching for me, not making promises or bargaining or telling me what he expected from me in exchange, I didn’t know how

to react

For a moment, all I could think was that history had repeated itself too many times, and I didn’t know if I trusted his words. And yet, something small and hopeful fluttered in my chest at the thought that maybe, just maybe, he really was different this time around

Finally, I found my voice “You ignored me.” I said “Over and over again Every time I tried to tell you something was wrong, you took her side

“I know”

“I was right all along, and you didn’t listen

“I know,” he said again. “I know you were. And I’m not going to sit here and make excuses for it.” He leaned his head back against the headboard and stared at the ceiling. “I understood why you were the way you were with me. Eventually. I just understood it too late.”

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