Eleanor's Point Of View…
Every joyful memory I've had with Killian now stands at a distance, far away from my reach, leaving behind only a wrenching feeling of despair and emptiness. Taylor poisoned me with wolfsbane three weeks ago, and I'm amazed that it had no effect on me or my unborn child. My stomach kept bulging as the day passed by and the desperation to die loomed around me like fog.
“Eat up,” Lydia, one of the maids, pestered after bringing my food. My eyes settled on the crumbs of bread and a glass of milk on a white tray. The hunger in me prompted me to drag the food and gobble it, not bothering if it was poisoned.
She watched me with so much sympathy and when the door to the corridor opened, loud music and drumming emanated from outside.
"Lydia! Don't tell me you're going to waste much time here?" The maid who had just come in inquired, her puzzled gaze flickering between me and Lydia.
“I was going to leave. I swear. I didn't intend to waste much time," Lydia answered, her voice trembling slightly.
“You know we have to arrange the chairs and see to the successful preparation of the event. We can't afford to cause any flaws. You know it's the Alpha's wedding.”
The other maid scolded and fumed, causing my eyes to grow wide. My breath caught in her hanging words and I could hear my own heart shatter. Killian is finally marrying Taylor, and I was completely unaware.
“Let's go! Spending a second with this murderer isn't worth it! I hope she starves till she dies!” The other maid cussed as she dragged Lydia by the wrist, her eyes brimming with contempt as she gazed at me. Lydia glanced at me one last time before trotting out of the dungeon with the other maid.
I didn't feel the urge to eat anymore.
Hearing about Killian and Taylor's wedding pierced through my heart like a thousand needles. The air felt thick and suffocating, the silence in the dungeon was broken by my ragged breaths. I felt my chest tightened and I buried my face in my palms, the echo of her words ringing in my ears.
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Later that evening, I laid weakly beside the wall when I noticed two shadowy figures approaching. My eyes flicked open when I realized it was Killian and Taylor.
“Guess who's finally married…” Taylor chirped as she spread her fingers for me to see her glistening ring. She wrapped her arm around Killian who stared at me with an unreadable expression.
“Congratulations! I hope you two last in your marriage,” Wiping the tears in my eyes, I said to them, while Taylor's eyes grew wide as she didn't expect me to say such.
“You!!!!” She yelled and was about to approach me when Killian grabbed her arm.
“Did you hear what she just said, Killian? I'm sure she was being sarcastic.. I'm certain..” She gritted her teeth, glaring at my bulging tummy. She has been terrified of me and increasingly angered since discovering that her plan to poison me to death failed. She wanted me to have a miscarriage in particular, but she was upset that it did not happen. I am more astonished than she is. I also wished to die along with my unborn child but it seemed as though the Moon goddess had plans to keep us alive.
“When will you banish her, Killian? I can't stand seeing her any longer. Who knows what plans she might have next? She might even have plans on strangling you to death..”
Taylor snarled, gritting her teeth as she gazed at me with contempt. Killian approached me and squatted in front of me, his brownish eyes on my bulging tummy. “I won't banish her… Not until she bears me my pup..”
Taylor's eyes grew wide after hearing his statement. Her stomach had bulged as well but she was dissatisfied with the thought that another woman would bear Killian's child.
.
“Killian.. I'm carrying your pup. Our baby! I'm enough for you. Who knows if the child she's carrying is not even yours?! Just banish her right away..”
Killian looked up at her and banged his fist on the wall to silence her.. “You won't tell me what to do!! I'm the one to determine what to do. She's carrying my pup as well because I can smell their scent..”
Killian retorted before shifting his gaze at me.
He lifted my chin with his fingers and I scooted backwards from him as panic overwhelmed me.
“You said you'd reject me.. Do it! Reject me right now and let's end this!!”
His eyes grew wide at my statement and he grabbed me by the wrist at once.
“I won't reject you not until you suffer for your crimes!!”
Eight months later~
Watching the months pass slowly affects my mind, and the pain from the one-sided mate bond causes me to cry and scream every day. It would have been preferable if he had rejected me, but he did not…
A kick in my belly made me groan.
"Ah!" I winced at the sharp pain and crouched by the cage before gripping the bars.
Something warm trickled down my leg and I froze. My eyes widened when I realized my water just broke.
Luckily a guard heard me screaming and he called for the doctor. The pain surged through me like waves and I gripped the bars tightly.
"Ahhhh!!" I screamed, my breath labored as I glanced around.
"Ahhhhhh!!"
"My lady," Agnes, the elderly midwife, murmured as she scurried towards me, her face filled with concern.
She made me lie on a foam and spread my legs.
"You have to push, Lady Eleanor!" She urged and I groaned, gritting my teeth and shutting my eyes.
"You can do this.." She encouraged me and my scream pierced the air that cold evening.
"It hurts... I - I just want to die... please!!" With my chest heaving, I mumbled but she shook her head.
"You're stronger than this... please, for the sake of your child.."
"Ahhhh!!!" Gripping the foam, I screamed once again as I tried to push.
My baby doesn't deserve to be born here..
This isn't a home…
"I can see the head. You're doing well.. Come on!" The midwife encouraged me, so I took a few deep breaths, groaning and pushing with all of my effort.
Suddenly, a maid raced in, her gaze flickering between us.
"You have to accompany me, Doctor Agnes. The Luna needs your attention."
"What?!" I asked, holding back a gasp.
But the doctor is in the midst of something important.
"I can't leave.. She's--"
"Luna's water has broken. Who do you pledge allegiance to? A non-significant murderer or the new Luna of our pack? The maid spoke through clenched teeth, leaving Agnes speechless.
"Alpha Killian is by her side and if anything happens to her, he will have your head," ..
What about me? Doesn't he know that I'm having a baby too? Isn't he aware?
Agnes returned my gaze with a sorrowful face, and my heart plummeted to my stomach.
"N--No! "Please do not leave me!!" I shook my head and implored, but she rose to her feet.
"Keep those legs open!" The other maid snapped as she slapped my thighs and forced them apart..
"I'm sorry Lady Eleanor. It's my duty to attend to the Luna."
Agnes muttered, grabbing her tools and hurr
ying away, with some maids behind her.
"No.. no they can't do this to me..The pain is unbearable.. Arghh!"
Eleanor's Point Of View…."We can handle this. I assure you," The maid murmured as she took a position between my legs."I've never done this before but it's just to drag the head out gently right?" She questioned nervously, smiling sheepishly as she turned to face me. "R- right?!"It took a lot of shouting and yelling before I could hear my babies' cry. I leaned back, exhausted as I gasped for air. Shaking my head, I shut my eyes, gritting my teeth as those tears streamed down my face, silent and unrelenting."It's twins.. You.. you have two beautiful girls.." The maid mumbled, her eyes growing wide as she stared at the two crying babies covered in blood.She creased her brows and said, "The babies smell of wolfsbane. It's a miracle they're alive.."She was right after all. Only the Moon goddess knows how many times Taylor injected wolfsbane to my drinks. Giving birth to these wonderful twins on my birthday is one blessing on its own. "One of your twins looks sick.. she's turning b
Killian's Point Of ViewWhenever I see Eleanor, I feel a slight sympathy for her. Even though she did something despicable to my father, I wouldn't deny how sad I feel to see her in that condition in the dungeon. Now I have the chance to finally reject her especially since my dad is dead but why don't I have the courage to do it? She did something awful that does not merit forgiveness, but why do I get so confused when I attempt to wrap my head around everything? Was she set up? Can she actually kill my father?Taylor's sobs snatched me out of my daydream and I crouched beside her to kiss her on the forehead.“My child, Killian!! I can't believe my child is dead,” She cried, her breath labored as her body shook with anguished sobs.“I'm so sorry this happened, Taylor. Only the Moon goddess understands,”Gathering her in my arms, I brushed her cheeks with my kisses, my eyes radiating with comfort. Shaking her head, she wiped her tears and found her way out of my hold. She shifted her
SEVEN YEARS LATER~ Red Moon Pack.Killian's Point Of View~It's been seven years since Eleanor left. Even when I've made Taylor my Luna, I still felt a part of me was missing. A part of my heart felt empty. That night, when I found her fleeing the pack, I remembered her glaring bloodshot eyes and the words she said to me. A knock on the door snatched me out of my reverie, interrupting my thoughts. Looking up, I saw that it was Taylor and a smile tugged my lips. She gave me a kiss on the forehead before taking her seat beside me with her laptop in her hand. “Drop it there!” She said to the maid who came in with her morning coffee. I realized her countenance wasn't happy at the moment. staring at the screen of the laptop, she typed on the keyboard continuously, her brows creasing as she pouted her lips.“What is it, Taylor? You look angry? Did something happen?” She shook her head as she turned to face me.. “It's Raquel, Killian. Paris fashion queen. Have you forgotten she accepte
Eleanor's Point Of View~Cheers erupted from the audience with loud screams and clapping, but it wasn't enough to grab my attention. My body froze in position, unable to move, react or even escape eye contact. My hands shook badly as anxiety creeped through my veins and my mind felt like it was stricken. Even on the stage, I couldn't take my eyes off Killian for a second. It's like he's consumed every corner in my mind. I couldn't avoid replaying our past encounters and the unresolved tension that clung between us. My heart became heavy with a mix of emotions.I feel utterly restless at the moment, my heart beats out of my ribcage and my lungs feel suffocated by the scent of him. This close, it was this close that it filled up my nostrils. Despite my efforts, I couldn't help but feel a sense of panic and rage creeping in.Taking a moment to collect myself, I tried to calm my racing thoughts as I took deep breaths wanting to compose myself but I couldn't.Is Killian really the one sitt
Killian's POVEleanor's Point Of View~I stood there, dazed, stupefied and speechless when I saw Killian's eyes boring into mine with such intensity that made my heart skip. My legs became heavy as if they were replaced with a stack of bricks. I realized they had stopped their conversation since my presence had embraced their attention. My heart plummeted to my stomach when I saw them approaching in my direction but luckily for me, an enthusiastic fan of mine appeared in front of me, grabbing my entire attention. She was in a denim gown and kitten heels. Her jet black shoulder length hair which was hanging freely by the right side of her neck with the slight smokey eye makeup she did made her dark eyes pop. She stared at me with so much excitement on her face, and I was thankful that her presence prevented Killian and his friend from wanting to see me.“I am a huge fan of your designs, Miss Raquel. Please can I have your autograph?” She implored, smiling sheepishly as she extended a
Eleanor's Point Of View~“How did you get in here and who are you?” I asked, getting on my feet with my gray eyes piercing into hers. She knew she wasn't supposed to be In a VIP suit of a celebrity and she knew I'd get suspicious about her yet she tried to act all friendly, wanting me to see how huge of a fan she was to me. Stepping towards her with crossed arms, I gave her a smug look which made her feel a little uneasy and embarrassed. “Tell me. How did you get here?” I inquired with a sharp tone, and she paused for a moment before searching for some items in her purse, leaving me even more bewildered and curious.“I am Taylor, ma'am. Taylor Dobrev.” She announced with a sheepish smile, her eyes flashing with excitement as she tried to display an air of camaraderie and longing. I could tell she has been so obsessed about me and what makes it more interesting was the fact that she had no clue about me being Eleanor. It's all thanks to my ability to move on from the past and embrace
Eleanor's Point Of View~Taylor stared at me, her jaw dropped with her eyes wide as she was too dazed to speak. Seeing how unfriendly my countenance was, she gulped down the lump in her throat and forced herself to speak, “I've been keeping a close watch on you since I got here. My obsession and determination to see you today led me to do this, ma'am. I know this isn't right but please, do not think that I have some ill intentions against you. I'm only here to fulfill my wish of seeing you and getting to meet you in person.”A smug smile pulled at my lips and I strolled to get a direction to get my pink fluffy robe before wearing it around my neck. Grabbing a glass of water on the table, I set my lips on the rim before drinking to my content.Dropping the cup carefully on the table, I turned back to face Taylor. Sighing, I replied, “I'm sorry but your obsession to see me didn't quite impress me. Instead, it made me see how low you can stoop by barging into my private lounge carelessl
Killian's POVDuring the meeting with my manager at his fashion house, I couldn't help but steal frequent glances at my wristwatch. My heart thrummed in rhythm with the wall clock. Silence lingered as everyone gave him full attention with their eyes fixed on him. Even as his words echoed in the conference room, I still could not grasp a single word he was saying as my attention had been diverted. Jacques and I had planned to see the famous Raquel Charles today. I am sure he would have arrived at her fashion house by now. I would have been there with him by now, but the unexpected meeting we were having at the time prevented me from accompanying him..“I believe we are all aware of what to do regarding the new project right?” Mr Herbert, our manager said as he peered into each of our faces. “Yes, sir..” The rest chorused while I kept my tongue tied as my thoughts shifted to the beautiful famous fashionista I saw two days ago.. She looked like a succubus, her ruby lips, her pretty ey
Killian's POV"Sir," My secretary called as soon as he entered my office. I raised my head from the laptop in front of me, my curious gaze fixated on him.I observed a brown file in his palm and watched as he walked in my direction, his shoes clacking across the tiles. I set the laptop down and gave him my undivided attention."What is it?"I inquired with raised eyebrows, and he offered the file to me with a serious expression on his face. I recall telling him to look up information about Raquel."Sit!" I instructed, and he sat in front of me, still holding the file out to me."Sir. This is the report I was able to obtain about Raquel." He revealed, and I took the file from him, with curiosity hovering over my features.Opening the file, I took out a piece of paper, my gaze fixed on its contents as I read between the lines."Miss Raquel as we all know is a renowned designer from Paris. She became famous seven years ago. Her excellent design talents and beauty landed her a position at
Eleanor's POVI awoke with a start, my eyes fluttering open to a soft, early morning light filtering through the curtains. The room was bathed in the warm embrace of the morning light, as if the sun itself had been waiting patiently for me to join the world. My head pounded slightly, fragments of what happened last night lurking just beyond my memory's grasp. Getting down from my bed, I yawned before strolling towards the window and separating the enormous sheer curtains. I extended my hands outside, squinting as the sun rays greeted me. I flicked my gaze at the beautiful busy streets of Paris. Cars driving at full speed on the smooth asphalt floor, tall buildings and skyscrapers with many floors, the bright sky with birds great and small, flying around with their wings spread apart. I heaved a sigh and spread my arms apart, loving the power of freedom that thrummed through my veins. I blushed when I thought of that night I kissed Arthur to make Killian jealous. Damn! I still could
Back at Red Moon Killian's POVI didn't know why, but ever since I saw Raquel smooching that dude in the garden, my mind hasn't been at ease. It's as though a stack of bricks has been placed on my chest, making it heavy. Why do I feel like I'm a little jealous?My entire thoughts center on her and it's like she's consumed every corner in my mind, I couldn't stop replaying our frequent encounters. Her eyes, beautiful heart shaped lips and long brunette hair often interests me. Elena has most of her features and sometimes I wonder if she's actually Eleanor..I know it's not possible since she doesn't emit any werewolf vibe but how do I believe she's completely human and not a werewolf like me?I felt Taylor's arms around me, and I jolted out of my reverie to shift my attention to her. She was in a silky robe, which revealed her cleavages. Her acrylic nails trailed her collarbone and she sashayed towards me with a seductive smile on her face. Stroking her nipple, she let out a faint moa
Eleanor's POV“Hey! What the f**k is wrong with you, how dare you push me?” Xavier grumbled as he struggled to regain his balance as Killian pushed him. Few others in the hall were paying attention to us, which I'm sure was due to Kilian's intervention in pulling Xavier off of me. Xavier dusted his suit with wrinkled brows, his face carved with fury. Killian turned to face him, pointing his finger at him. "You do not treat a lady this way, young man," "Oh.. Do you know who I am?" Xavier growled as he went at Killian, pushing him in the chest. Killian staggered as a result of the contact, but he stood firm, unconcerned with Xavier's prominence or towering height. He fixed his suit, staring at Xavier's gray gaze. "I do not care who you are. This has nothing to do with your current state. You're plainly pestering her and causing her discomfort! "Can't you see that!" Killan snapped, making Xavier enraged.I clearly felt relieved to see him step into the scene but I didn't like the f
Eleanor's POV The weight of the moment sank in and my fears turned into reality at the sight of Killian. His grayish eyes were sharp, sharp enough to see through me. My heart raced and my throat clogged as many emotions filled me.Taylor showed up as well and she made a half run to catch up with Killian's pace, entwining her arms around him with a smile on her face.She chortled and whispered something in his ears, running her fingers on his broad chest. She was dressed in an extravagant mini gown which exposed most of her thighs. The v-cut around the neck showed off her cleavages and her four inch stilettos made her taller than she originally was.I raised an unimpressed brow, feeling slightly annoyed to see her once again. Killian forced a smile on his face, his eyes darting across several faces in the hall.When he took a glance in my direction, I averted my gaze from him immediately.I could feel my palms become sweaty as I stared Xavier approaching me with a smile on his face.
Eleanor's POV The drive to the event took just a few hours. Sitting quietly at the back seat of the limousine, I brushed my hair with my fingers, my cheeks flushing with excitement. Finally, the limousine halted at the front of a Luxurious hotel which towered over other buildings in the city. As I exited the vehicle, a smile tugged at my lips and I felt my stomach churn from anxiety.It was finally the great Augusta's birthday and just like other years, I've been specially invited for the event.My bodyguards alighted from the limousine, each of them standing beside me with stern expressions on their faces. The cool breeze gently kissed my skin, and my cologne wafted in it. Spreading my arms apart, I sighed softly, loving the feeling of freedom and the power that thrummed through my veins.Returning my gaze to the building, I noticed some photographers and paparazzis approaching, each of them eager to take a picture of me.“Shall we?!” I grinned, snapping my fingers in the air as
Killian's POVI paced around in my suit restlessly, it had been a month since I had set my eye on Raquel yet I was still plagued with memories of her. Ruffling my hair, I folded my arms as I walked from one edge of the room to another.All this was happening because I'm starting to get intrigued by her. She has stayed in my memories like a permanent stain ever since I last saw her at her fashion house.A smirk curled at my lips when I recalled her features, how angelic she looked and how she carried herself gracefully in her posh gown and classy heels.Everything about her excites me. Those hazel eyes of hers still flashed in my memory, a reminder of the impression she left in me. The desire to see her again grew in me like planted seeds, like the size of a river with strong currents to drown me.I have come across several ladies but this lady had this fragile, yet dominant air to her. Her hazel eyes and full cherry called out to me every single day.. She had this perfect size of boob
Eleanor's POVI strolled to a large wardrobe, going through some set of clothes on the racks. Jacques' quizzical gaze was still on me but I ignored it. If they are truly here to beg me into accepting Taylor's request to work with me, then they are wasting their precious time. Working with someone like Taylor would be the least thing on my mind. A sardonic smile tugged at my lips when I thought back to my past experience at the pack. Killian never treated me like his mate for once. He saw me as someone with no significance all because I'm an omega, or so they thought. Not only did he disregard me as his mate, but he also cheated on me and cast me behind bars, thinking I killed his father.Taylor tormented and mocked me day and night. She even attempted to kill me with wolfsbane. They all did nasty and awful things to me and it hurts that I was too weak to fight back. It hurts that I had to endure every one of their tortures. If I could go back in time, I would prevent everything that
Eleanor's POV.Killian placed his hand on the small of my back in order to prevent me from falling. His bluish eyes searched my face, a hint of longing and admiration in them. My heart raced and pounded in my chest, beads of sweat rolled down my spine where his hands stayed. Gulping down the lump that had formed in my throat, I cleared my throat before leaning off him. Itching his nape, his cheeks flushed as he felt a little bit embarrassed for staring at me in such a manner. “Thanks,” I mumbled to which he nodded curtly at..Jacques jerked his neck in our direction, his eyes flicking between the both of us.“I saw these artifacts. Did you make them?” Jacques inquired and a smile graced my face as I shifted my gaze at the collection of Various ornaments and accessories he was referring to.Among those artifacts were local beads, jewelries made of bronzes, metals and platinum. stone tools, anklets, rings, and bracelets of different collections were stacked at a particular spot, each