Eleanors sucked in a ragged breath, suddenly feeling emotionally tormented.Tormented was putting it mildly. What was she thinking barging into his room like that? The result was getting tongue-tied by the simplest touch of his finger on her. The effect he had on her was spiraling out of control at this rate.Drakken’s face broke out in a smirk and he stepped back. He had gotten her just where he needed. Speechless. Mission accomplished."You can leave if you have nothing more to say," he spoke. "I believe I got my point across. You are never leaving the palace, and that is final."Eleanor drew in her lower lip and bit on it, an action his eyes followed. Pivoting on her heels, Eleanor walked out without another word.She pondered while walking. It was pointless trying to get him to change his mind. She had fought, threw tantrums, pleaded, but Drakken still remained adamant in keeping her. What else could be done?Eleanor was running out of options.She returned to her chamber and flung
A few days later, Drakken was in his study with George when he watched Eleanor through the back window, taking out dead flowers under the hot sun. The palace’s garden was just below his study and he liked the view whenever he wanted a break from work. Today’s view came with his human mate, who for some reason, he couldn't get his eyes off from. She was dressed in a stifling overall black dress with an apron around her neck and a hoe on her right hand without any bonnet on. Then she scrubbed at her face fervently perhaps to wipe sweat, then she mumbled something to herself, presumably muttering obscenities in his name. He could not blame her."Are you listening to me?" he heard George say, his eyes still unmoving."I wish I was not," Drakken replied. "You are talking gibberish.""How then, pray tell, do you intend to handle this situation if you do not announce Eleanor as your rightful mate?"Drakken was tired of hearing the same thing over and over again. But he would remind them ev
Sleep evaded Eleanor as she returned for the night. She tossed and turned, eyes wide open and staring into the darkness. She had been tired from working the entire day and could not understand why she had a hard time sleeping.Instinctively, Eleanor’s head turned towards her window, half expecting to see Gregory there. The wee thing had begun to grow on her. She even had the urge to sneak out to the stables like he always did and visit the horses.Tossing her sheets to the side, Eleanor climbed out of bed and gently creaked open her door, gazed at both sides of the hallway, and found it empty. Good timing. She did not want the palace guards questioning why she was always outside in the late night.She let herself outside the palace doors, navigating her way to the stables until she heard the familiar neighing of horses.She released the latch holding the doors together and walked in, eyes peeled out for Gregory’s favorite horse. It was asleep when she saw it, so she moved to the next
Eleanor’s eyes cracked open at the break of dawn and was alarmed when she slowly grasped she was in her bedroom and could not remember how she got back upstairs last night. The last memory she had was of Drakken doing heavenly things to her body with such intent adoration. The man surely had skills. Then, she frowned at the memory.She regretted allowing him touch her that way. She had been too lost in the moment to form a complete sentence, let alone think straight. And the worst part was that she wanted him to do it again. Touch her in the places that awoke things in her she did not know existed.She sighed ruefully. These feelings would eventually be the end of her.She left the bed to prepare and resume work in the garden, showered, and was combing her hair when Evie made an entrance."I bring news," the maid announced as Eleanor tore her gaze away from the mirror to glance at her."Is it good or bad?""It depends on how you look at it," she said with a genuine smile. "The King
Drakken was in his study, sitting by the window peering outside with a glass of Whiskey perched between his fingers when he instantly got a link from his spy. Eleanor’s son had been captured successfully. They had her son and the woman who had been with him. It appeared the two were always joined to the hip, so they had to take her along too.Drakken ordered for the boy to be brought to him. The woman, on the other hand, must be thrown into the dungeons for giving them such a hard time.He would know what to do with the boy when he sees him.After that, he reclined back on the couch and resumed his leisure as thoughts of his recent predicament flooded his head. Elders of the pack had gotten off his back regarding the vampire king’s daughter issue. They bought his empty promise about taking her in as Lunaqueen. They had been too easy. He would never allow his father to win by giving in to the man’s wishes.He recalled Eleanor’s reaction to him getting a new mate. She had been angst
It was already the third day of Eleanor working at the healing school and Emma had begun to go easy on her. The girl’s heart was not completely made out of steel after all, Eleanor thought.The clock struck six at dusk when Eleanor retired from the day’s work. She was drowsy and it made her eyes droop, rubbing at it to ward off sleep. Walking out from tre hospital towards the castle, her eyes caught sight of Emma heading towards the garden who was constantly looking over her shoulders. Strange. Whatever was she doing in the garden late at night? Even the people working at the gardens had retired too.Brushing it off, Eleanor made her way to her bedroom and awaited Evie. She would be coming in anytime soon with dinner, as always. Eleanor had a quick shower and changed into her night gown before the maid arrived.She was staring out the window up at the stars in the night sky when she heard Evie come in."Have you ever thought about what happens after death?" Eleanor asked absentmindedl
The dungeons were just as horrible as Evie described. It was dark, eerie and surprisingly silent. Too silent. It made Eleanor think she was making a huge mistake going in there and considered turning back around to her bedroom. Yet she could not. No matter how much her subconscious warned her to get out of there.She had already gotten this far to see her son. Nicky must be waiting for her. Eleanor knew she would stay up all night worrying about her son if she did not act now.Taking in a deep, shaky breath, she pushed open the dungeon’s main doors and walked in. On both sides were rows of lined-up cells secured with top-notch iron bars that would make it almost impossible for a prisoner to escape. So far no guards. A bright lamp illuminated the way for Eleanor as she assessed every cell, looking for any sign of her neighbor or son. A badly bruised she-wolf growled at her when she got too close to her cell and Eleanor jumped back in fear, slapping a hand over her mouth not to let ou
"So, you have the pup now... What are you planning to do with him?" George asked Drakken who had his nose buried deep in a glass of white wine."What else? Use the boy to further threaten his mother. Bend her to my will. There are plenty of options."Drakken had a new sense of power knowing he had full control over Eleanor now. The thought of how she would react when he informed her of the pup’s presence in the palace further amused him. He could imagine her searching for ways to find the boy, but she would never. Drakken had the boy kept where she would never think of."This is not the time for distractions. Did you forget promising elders of the pack a Lunaqueen? Or do I need to refresh your memory?" George leaned on the door to the King’s study, wondering why he was being nonchalant about it."I never meant it when I agreed to take the vampire king’s daughter as Lunaqueen. You of all people should know that...""Benjamin would make a big deal out of it later. That smug little idio