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
The amount of pleasure Drakken felt from Eleanor's hands wrapped around his cock was overwhelming. Her eyes slid to his, holding his dark, heated, and lust-filled stare as she pressed a light kiss to his tip. Her other hand joined not too long after, holding him firm with both.His eyebrows were pulled tight and his expression went from one to the next as he felt her lips. Eleanor finally broke eye contact afterwards, going back to the huge task at hand.She kissed him again, hearing Drakken slowly begin to descend into madness as her wet warm lips met the sensitive head of his cock. She liked hearing his breath hitch and the sound of his breathing getting heavier.A few beads of precum leaked from his tip and Eleanor caught it, taking him fully and running her tongue along his huge length.Then, she abandoned her small teasing and let herself go. Tasting Drakken without a pause. Her hands that were gripping his base before started stroking him slowly, feeling the hardness enclosed in
The next morning, from the heavy sunlight slipping through the curtains threatening to blind her, Eleanor knew it was late when she woke up. Drakken’s body was huge and warm under the sheets, and so much of him was bordering her. His arm was slung over her midriff, snuck under the lingerie she had slipped on last night to seduce him, which worked like magic by the way, his hands splayed over the skin on her stomach.Her skin burned up at each point of contact his skin made with hers. Which was many, many places. And when everything played back in her mind like a blurry film, her cheeks instantly boiled with heat.Eleanor had not meant to let it get that intense but her hormones seemed to get the better of her-which was the new norm whenever she was close to Drakken. Then there was that thing Drakken did with his tongue when he buried his head in her core, instantly sending her to cloud nine.She flushed a bright red at the memory and stared at him on the bed. What would he think of h
Eleanor slammed the door behind her when she got to her bedroom, more furious than she had ever been. Her master plan did not work. Why hadn't it? She had done all she could, listened to Evie’s advice, satisfied the Alpha, but nothing came out of her efforts.All she could feel was stupidity and anger. Stupidity for throwing herself at Drakken thinking she would get the desired results. Anger for wasting her time on him. The man almost fucked her because of her stupid actions that were not fully thought out.She was never taking advice from Evie again.Yanking off the lingerie on her body, Eleanor tossed the flimsy thing in a corner, making up her mind to never put it on all in the name of pleasing that dickhead! It seems as the days went by, Eleanor saw her future looking bleak. Would she really ever be able to see her son or Mrs. Goldberg again?Drakken was a walking contradiction. His actions last night said one thing but his words afterwards said another. He had wrapped her up in
The thought of Eleanor filled Drakken’s head like an overdosed drug. Her scent still lingering on his bed and on the pillows. It was when he caught himself sniffing the sheets repeatedly he had sent in for a maid to wash it and replace it with another, lest he went mad. He did not wish to keep being reminded of Eleanor’s presence even when she was not physically present.His mood was amped up than usual for the rest of the morning, not even wavering a bit when his father brought up talks of the vampire princess that would have pissed him off on a normal day.Last night with Eleanor in his arms was the best night he had ever had. She was not the first woman to warm his bed, but she certainly made a difference. The unusualnesses though that she displayed when he wanted to have sex with her, and her bone-chilling nightmare bothered him, almost at the point of torment.Drakken was aware he had murdered her parents in cold blood, yet that did not seem to be the issue pertaining to her nigh
Eleanor arrived at the healing school on time, hoping to get a positive feedback from Emma. It was all she had thought about throughout last night and this morning.She walked through various hospital wards in search of the girl, apologizing to a worker she accidentally bumped into."Watch where you are going," the lady said with a roll of her eyes and disappeared into a corner."Eleanor. You are early." Eleanor paused at the familiar voice and came face to face with Emma. "And I think I know why.""So? Did you talk to him?" Eleanor asked, an impatient edge to her tone. "What did he say?" "Calm your wits," Emma said with a low chuckle. "I talked to him, but you know how the man can be. He is one stubborn son of a gun."Eleanor’s hope crumbled to the ground. If he would not listen to his own sister, then nothing might ever change his mind. She placed a hand over her forehead to calm the headache that suddenly sliced through her head."But do not worry," Emma reassured after seeing El