All Chapters of Rejected Luna: Awakening Her Silver Wolf: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Darius's p.O.V Okay, Eleanor responded, before turning to the door. She opened it and one last glance at me, and she finally stepped inside before closing it behind her. I retreated as soon as the door closed, walking back down the lobby, and then walking up the stairs and into my room. I changed out of my slightly wet clothes. Putting on a simple orange T-shirt and black cargo pants. After that, I grabbed the hair dryer off the dresser before heading back downstairs. I returned to Eleanor's room, knocking twice and then waiting for her response to the door. It took a while to answer the door before I started hearing noises coming out from the inside. She was holding a hand towel in her left hand. When she opened the door and my eyes raked her whole body, she looked effortlessly beautiful. Or was it because she had just finished taking her bath? Her skin glowed differently, and the scent of coconut mixed with vanilla—it must have been her soap. But it didn't do the job

Darius's p.O.V Even when Eleanor was standing close to me in the kitchen, I still couldn't believe it. I still couldn't believe that she was standing beside me in the flesh. And she was smiling and making me dinner. I still find it hard to fathom what happened before I fell asleep, Eleanor talking to me without shaking and fright. I couldn't believe it. And the way her fingers raked my scalp while she dried my hair, it had been so soothing and comforting that I did not know I had drifted off to sleep. Goddess. Her hands were so soft, and her thigh was the softest form of pillow I had ever laid my head on. I woke up at the last place I would wake up from. On the floor in Eleanor's room, and she was locked with the strong, muscled arms of mine. I remember I had been here last night, but I couldn't exactly pinpoint when I had fallen asleep. And when or how Eleanor ended up in my arms. Her scent had clogged my senses, even when I slept, giving me a faint scent of heaven. She

. Eleanor's p.O.V something was definitely happening. I was so sure of it. However, I couldn't quite place my hands on it. Darius was beginning to become distant and cold again. He wasn't the adamant man that always tried to persuade me to love him. Most times, he just stared into space. Not even sparing me a glance. Now, he always prefers to sit alone in silence without starting a conversation with me, and even if I did, his response was always short and uninteresting. And he stayed out way more than he stayed in. What the hell was happening? I was confused, because how could his attitude towards me drastically change within the span of four days? How I had tried talking to him, even going as far as summoning all my courage to visit him in his office, along with the dinner I had painstakingly prepared. And though he smiled, though he thanked me, he still seemed distant. He still seemed too far away to notice that his actions were hurting me. Sometimes I feel I may hav

Eleanor's p.O.V He clipped it back into my hair, but I stepped back, took it off and threw it across the room. Don't put it back because I don't want to wear it anymore. I shouldn't have come in the first place. I'm just too stupid not to have read the damned lines. His eyes widened, Eleanor, that's— Without waiting for him to say one more word, I turned around, walked towards the door and opened it, ignoring his desperate calls for my name. You should have told me, and I wouldn't have followed you back. I may not have anywhere to go, but I still have my pride. Eleanor, wait, wait. Did he just say, wait, I didn't. Instead, I slammed the door shut behind me, running back in the direction of the cabin. I should have thought about the possibility that he would one day stop wanting me. If I did, then I would have stayed in the woods and prevented myself from this fresh dose of unbearable pain and heartache. He didn't chase me back, and I knew he wasn't going to. And I kind

Darius's p.O.V After sitting here, for Goddess knows how long, her scent. Eleanor's scent drifted across my nostrils, through the wind, and after a short while, I could feel her presence behind my back. On other days since I can remember, no one has ever dared to come here on this night without my permission. Every time, it was the night of the anniversary of my mother's death, but she came. And for some reason, I didn't have the strength to even yell or get angry at her. In fact, for the first time, I could feel my wolf becoming relaxed just from her mere presence. Darius. My name effortlessly slipped off her tongue, even as she heaved from running all the way down to this place. What are you doing here? I asked. How was she able to know I was? I shook my head. It didn't matter. Anyway, she was here already, but I know it was just a pathetic excuse I had to come up with so that I couldn't yell at her. Because I know it wouldn't be the case had it been someone else. I— i