CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO

AUTHOR’S POV

“I’m leaving with Cruz.” Eleanor announced the second, Cruz helped her down the stairs, causing Damon to look her way abruptly.

“Huh!” He exclaimed, his jaw falling lower than usual out of shock.

“I’m leaving with him.” She said again even though deep down a part of her warned her of how this could be a wrong idea.

Damon refused to believe all he heard. In fact it had taken him more seconds than usual to process them and soon he was standing in front of her.

“I would love to talk to her alone so please step aside.” Damon informed as he sent Cruz a death stare.

“Fine then, I will be over there.” Cruz informed and ran his palm over Eleanor’s hair before leaning in. “Call me when you need me.” He whispered and watched her nod gently.

Cruz took one last glance at the male who had tried taking his bride and threw him a smirk before walking away. His chest almost exploding with joy.

She was back. She was going home with him and now his home would be home again.

“You can’t just