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 POVAlighting from my car, I glanced at the opulent fashion house, an iconic structure which appeared tremendously deserving of being the best in the city. Its façade was made of sturdy glass and there was an inscription of the word– GLAMOR EMPIRE- on the roof. Glancing at my wristwatch, I took note of the time before making my way into the building.“Bonjour monsieur!” A pretty red haired lady greeted me with a warm smile which revealed her flawless white teeth. Her heels clacked to the polished tiles and I flashed her a smile before surveying the interior details of the exquisite posh building. The vaulted ceiling and the golden chandeliers dangling from it were the first things that caught my attention. “Bonjour mademoiselle..” I greeted, and I couldn't help but steal just another glance at the features in the building. Designs on boards hung on different sections of the wall.At the right end was a display of some design collections on mannequins. A large staircase with
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
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
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 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
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.
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