73

ELEANOR

"Mate!" He growls.

My eyes widened, shocked.

I squinted at Ezekiel, following the direction of his gaze. My eyes then settled on Linda's magnificent gray wolf trembling slightly in her spot. An unusual color for a she-wolf, I thought. Her light silver eyes had striking, white streaks around her pupils, looking back at him with a horrified expression on her face.

I furrow my brows as I watch her wolf whimper while prancing slightly backwards. Her eyes are fixed on Ezekiel's, and so was his.

In a flash, Ezekiel appeared right before her.

He pins the gray wolf down with his penetrating gaze. Pitch black eyes staring back right at her seemingly made her body tremble more violently than before. She's afraid, hesitant.

Nevertheless, she didn't attempt to turn back nor escape.

"Shift." He commands, though with a gentle voice. Linda's wolf whimpers reluctantly.

From the corner of my eye, I notice something emerge from the shadows. Glancing over towards it, I see Veronyka and Elijah ne