Emma looked at Eleanor with confusion, wondering how she knew about the Darkfurs pack. They had always kept their existence on a low. She couldn't have easily figured it out."How do you know about them?" Emma queried. Her eyes followed to the book in Eleanor's hands where she pointed."I've been on it for hours on end. What about you?""I saw it in a divulgence just now in the lab. I was examining a silverweed specimen I'd ordered from an online werewolf store when it happened."Eleanor stared at Emma in disbelief. "How often do you get visions?" she asked, still trying to comprehend what Emma had just said."I don't have time to discuss that. Come with me." The urgency in Emma's voice had her moving on her feet."Where are we going?""My brother's," was Emma's brief response. "We need to tell him. Then we go for a search to find this Darkfurs pack.""We?""Stay behind if you're too scared to go." Now wasn't the time to get paranoid, so Eleanor shook off the feeling. No one said ge
Drakken rose early that morning, his mind already focused on the task at hand. In his room, he began the process of preparing for the journey to the DarkFurs pack.He packed his bag with the essentials - weapons, a few pieces of clothing, and a map of the area. He checked and rechecked each item, ensuring that nothing was forgotten.Failure was not an option. This mission could be their last hope in finding out the truth.Drakken had just finished packing his bags when Gwen burst into his room without knocking. He turned to face her, surprised at her sudden intrusion. Before he could even question her actions, she started spewing out her displeasure."I hear you're going on some trip with that girl," Gwen began. "Your mistress, isn't she?""Who says Eleanor is my mistress?" Drakken tried to deny, raising an eyebrow. How had she gotten to know that? "You can't just assume things like that."Gwen huffed and crossed her arms. "Oh, please. It's obvious you've been seeing her. And now, you
The morning sun peeked through the curtains of Eleanor's hotel room as she stirred awake. She stretched her arms and yawned. However, her mood soon dampened when she remembered how last night had ended.She recalled the awkward silence that had permeated the air as they returned to the hotel the previous night.She thought of knocking on Drakken's door to check on him, but ultimately decided against it, not wanting to intrude on his personal space.Now, as she got dressed and prepared to leave the hotel, she couldn't help but feel worried about Drakken's sudden change in behavior. She wondered if she had said or done something to upset him, or if there was something else going on that she wasn't aware of.Eleanor descended the stairs into the hotel lobby, her eyes scanning the area for any signs of Drakken. She neared the front desk and a figure caught her eye. It was him, dressed in all black, his expression stoic.He still didn't speak to her even when their eyes met. Why was he kee
Eleanor woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside her hotel window. She stretched her arms and legs, feeling the warmth of the morning sun on her skin. As she shifted her weight, the empty space beside her reminded her once again that Drakken had once again not spent the night with her.She let out a sigh and sat up on the edge of the bed, rubbing her eyes to clear away the remnants of sleep.Eleanor stood in the shower, letting the warm water cascade over her body. As the steam filled the small bathroom, her thoughts drifted to Drakken again.They were on a mission to find out the cause of the Queen's death, but her mind couldn't help but wander to flimsy things, like why he wouldn't spend the night with her. She knew it was ridiculous, given the gravity of their task, but she couldn't shake the feeling of disappointment. As she lathered shampoo into her hair, Eleanor tried to push aside her personal feelings and focus on the mission at hand. They had a job to do, and the fate o
Eleanor's heart pounded in her chest as she realized the gravity of her situation. Her breaths came in short gasps, and her body trembled as the beasts circled her. She felt like a trapped animal, with no escape.The red eyes of the werewolves glinted in the darkness, and Eleanor felt a chill run down her spine. The creatures were massive, easily twice her size, and their fur bristled as they bared their teeth. Their snarls were terrifying, and she knew that she had to keep her wits about her if she wanted to survive.Eleanor's mind raced, trying to think of a way to escape, but her thoughts were jumbled and her fear consumed her. She felt completely helpless and vulnerable, with nowhere to run and no one to turn to for help.As the werewolves closed in, Eleanor's terror peaked. She could smell their hot breath and feel their fur brush against her skin. Their howls filled the air.Eleanor opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. One in particular was ferocious, dripping saliva
Eleanor woke up groggily, her body aching and her head feeling heavy. As she slowly came to, she realized that her knees and legs were throbbing, and when she tried to sit up, sharp pains shot through her limbs. Confused and disoriented, she looked down to see that her legs were covered in cuts and bruises.A wave of panic swept over her. What had happened last night? She couldn't recall anything, and the more she tried to remember, the more her head hurt.She could only remember running from the wolves, but then her mind went blank. It was as if something had happened to her, something that she couldn't quite remember.Eleanor caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror when she made her way to the bathroom. Her face was pale, and there were dark circles under her eyes. She looked like she hadn't slept in days.As she was lost in her thoughts, Drakken entered the bathroom and she stared at him from the mirror. She could see that he was perturbed, and she knew that he was going to ask h
Eleanor's heart was pounding as she dashed out of the room, the photo album she had just discovered still clutched tightly in her hands. Her mind was racing with a million thoughts, but the only thing that mattered in that moment was finding Drakken. She could feel the weight of the book in her hands, reminding her of what she'd seen.She saw Drakken going through a box when she reached downstairs. Without a word, she thrust the album into his hands, her whole body trembling from the panic that had seized her.Drakken looked at her, concern etched into his features. "What's wrong, Eleanor?" he asked gently."I... I found my mother's photo on one of those pages," she stammered. "Turn the pages to the sixth."His fingers moved quickly and flipped through the pages. True as Eleanor claimed, her mother was with a woman, smiling back at the camera. He remembered that familiar eyes crying for mercy years ago when he snuffed the life out of her without remorse.Drakken snapped the album clos
As the sun began to rise, the room was filled with the soft light of dawn. Drakken and Eleanor lay tangled together in the sheets, naked and spent from their passionate night of lovemaking. They were both exhausted, but the feeling of being wrapped in each other's arms was too comforting to let go.Drakken's arms were wrapped tightly around Eleanor's waist, while she snuggled up against his chest. Her head rested on his shoulder, and she could feel his steady heartbeat against her cheek.But his peaceful sleep was interrupted by a sudden jolt in his mind like someone was calling out to him through the mind link. He opened his eyes and sat up, rubbing the sleep out of them."It's me, Alpha," the voice said, still in his mind.It was his spy he had sent on a mission to investigate Eleanor's past. He had given him specific instructions to find out everything he could about Eleanor and spent weeks waiting for feedback."What is it?" Drakken asked, still groggy from sleep."I have some news