ALEXANDERI've been pacing around these halls for nearly an entire fucking hour. After Ellie's water broke when she was fucking washing the dishes, like I fucking told her not to do, I was lucky to have Elijah and Vera there watching over her in case something happened. He'd linked me up and told me right away what had happened. I was in a meeting then, discussing pack negotiations, alliances, and rogue sightings type of shit. I didn't expect my pup to come at the only day I was forced to attend one of these meetings. Other alphas were becoming upset at my decreasing appearances. If Elijah had not convinced me she'd be safe with him and Vera this morning, I wouldn't have left. And I fucking wished I hadn't. Then I wouldn't have arrived late and had to get Elijah to take my place, and Vera wouldn't fucking let Elijah go anywhere by himself. Those two are inseparable.I felt something touch my shoulder and I whipped around ready to tell whoever this fucker is to leave me the heck alone
ELEANOR FIVE YEARS LATER Hmm. French toast. Waffles. Cereal. Biscuits. Cinamon rolls. Croissants. Bacon and eggs. Oh, and how could I forget? Alex's favorite breakfast burrito. I smiled to myself as I arranged all the food I made onto the trays. I picked up the first one, glancing over the other where my son, Elias', food awaits. The urge to scoop it up from the kitchen table was strong. Moments after staring at it like a creep, I lift Elias' tray with my free hand while holding the first tray with the other. After managing to balance their weight on my already trembling hand, I slowly make a U-turn from the kitchen, heading to the table where I'm supposed to set the trays. 1,2,3 steps. You got this, Eleanor. You just got to-- "How many times do I have to fucking tell you, Ellie?" Electrifying chills vibrated through my body as I whipped around to find Alex squinting at me, his face darkening. His platinum blond hair a hot, sexy mess from our little exercise last night. Well, li
ELEANORSomething isn't right.My head is throbbing, my heart pounding loudly in my ears. Leaving an echoing sound that rang inside my head. Ignoring the pain, I stagger on my way to my room. Opening the door, I see sparkles of red light dance in the air all the way down the floor. I narrow my gaze, clearing my vision, only to find that it was coming from the moon. I glance over the tall glass window and see shining red moonlight seeping through the panes. It is a full-blood moon tonight. Groaning, I let my body flop down on my king-sized bed, shuddering in intense pain. As I curl up in my bed, my body suddenly turns cold. A chill runs up and down my spine as I move around the bed, breathless. Pinching my forehead, I shut my eyes trying to get some sleep. A minute passed. All of a sudden, I feel the most excruciating pain zap me to the bone, rattling me from the bed. As if I'd been struck by a bolt of lightning, making me cry out in extreme pain. I feel something inside me awake
ALEXANDER The sun felt warm and soothing on my skin in the morning. I leaned on the balcony of my room. Lighting a cigarette, I heave in a delicious whiff before puffing it into the air. I simply couldn’t get enough of this. Besides, I can enjoy it and not take any risks. I won’t die. It’s one perk of being a werewolf. I thought to myself. After I was done, I put off my cigarette and hopped in the shower. I changed into neat casual clothes and exited my bedroom. Each pack member I passed by lowered their heads and greeted me as a sign of respect, while I kept my head held high with pride and dignity as the present Alpha of the Red Silverwood Pack. “Alex!” a budding female voice called out to me from a distance. Sighing, I turn my head to the side before forming a fake smile. “Hi, Vera.” The girl’s name is Veronyka, but she strictly told me to call her by her nickname ‘so that it doesn’t sound too formal between us’. Her words, not mine. Vera was a sweet girl, five-feet flat, with
3ELEANORPRESENT DAY..."Eat you filthy human! EAT!!" I choked as she shoveled a thousand meatballs into my full mouth. Barbara pulled my hair back harshly while Paula held my arms tightly from the back. Her foot pushing me on the back of my legs to the cold hard floor. I couldn't move and my knees were starting to hurt badly from being forced to kneel when they had decided to intentionally throw my food tray and pass the blame to me for knocking it over. I could feel the tears that had escaped from my eyes fall down the sides of my face.From the corner of my teary eyes, I saw Sabrina standing frozen in one corner nearby. She's my best friend. WAS my best friend before what had happened. She suddenly averted her eyes and turned to the other table where her new friends were sitting at. She sat down and laughed with them while they all pretended to be ignorant of what was happening around them.Their nonstop laughter grew louder and blended with Barbara and Paula's chuckles, clearly re
ELEANORThere was something different when I glanced around my room. I knew I was leaving, yet why does it feel like a mountain of rocks was weighing on my tiny shoulders? The suffocating feeling of despair and grief took its toll on my heart. So many childhood memories, followed by so many more images of me sobbing on my bed as my wounds and bruises healed. Every time the healing process would happen too fast the pain will feel too strong and eventually, my body often becomes too exhausted, sucking out every ounce of energy left inside me.‘We’ll be okay, Ellie. I promise you that.’I stood in front of the mirror and studied myself with it.Sighing, I look at my reflection through my wolf's eyes.'Are you saying we should just...go rogue?'Ares nodded. Her grit and determination oozing off from her through her bright golden eyes.Taking a deep breath, I shift back now I'm standing up at the edge of my bed."Okay." I glanced at the red velvet dress Mike had just thrown at my face like
ELEANOR “Daddy…” I whisper, still in disbelief. “Get her changed, Mike. Make sure she looks a million dollars before the enemy arrives or so help me…” Dad warns giving Mike a meaningful look before pointing a finger right at me. Mike didn’t say a word but offered him a nod in response. Dad turns around, his hands in his pockets as he walks back to his office without sparing me another glance. I stare at mom who seems to have forgotten all about me and just returned to the couch, reading her magazine. “Mom. Can you at least tell me what’s going on?” I cry in frustration. Mike grabs me from the back, gripping both my wrists and taking me under his full control. “Mom!” I call out but she didn’t look back and continued reading. As if she didn’t give two shits about me at all. “Please, mom” It was my last ditch attempt to gain her full attention. My voice squeaked a little and with a sigh, I hang my head. My mother jolts her head up and darts me a glare.“Eleanor, will you be quiet?
ELEANOR'S POVAll that happened after that seemed to have gone by in a daze. I wake up in my bed wearing the red velvet dress I hated. When I looked in the mirror, I was wearing makeup and it was just the right amount to enhance my natural beauty and bring out the color of my eyes. All my bruises were gone now, too. I'm guessing they used at least two whole bottles of foundation to cover bruises that many. I was nowhere done gathering my bearings when the door swooshes open abruptly. Mike comes in wearing a neat black tuxedo. He's probably here to pick me up. “Come with me, Eleanor.” He says, grinning from ear to ear. I shudder as my eyes catch his lips curve in that way. That creepy grin was a warning letting me know something horrible is definitely going to happen tonight. I don’t know what has gotten into him but he lends me his arm. I stare at it for a few seconds, but not until Mike lets out a ferocious growl that I take it hesitantly and lock my arms with his.I follow his l