Eleanor’s POV
“Eleanor! You were deadly focused, staring at your appearance in your gigantic mirror for about 15 minutes. I've gossiped a lot to you, yet only silence was the only factor I got as a response!” My best friend Mia called me out for staring into naught.
“Why is my life utterly boring? It's just me constantly following Dad's countless demands. Nothing new is happening in my life. I want something to occur!” I faced her with a complaining attitude.
“I noticed too. You are living the life of a princess.”
“For now, I am simply waiting for dad to teach me how to deal with our business since that is what he said. For the meantime, he told me to just live my life, which turns out to be uninteresting for me."
“Don’t be such an impulsive needy! Be pleased because your life is in a standard—wait, let me rephrase that… above-average state and you can afford to eat even more than three times a day. You can simply ask for big bucks from your dad and buy a new luxury bag!” Mia teased me.
“You know what? That is what I am bored of, seriously.” Her jaw dropped. “One word for you, ungrateful!”
“Excuse me! Of course, I am beyond grateful because my dad can afford my needs and wants. But sometimes, I just want to make a profound decision for myself. He even told me not to get a job because he has better certain plans for me. How old am I? 20 years old! I do love him, but he is an extravagant, strict father.” I murmured.
“You have a point. He is extremely strict.”
“Maybe because I am not a full-blooded werewolf just like everyone here in our place. I am just a mediocre half- blooded werewolf. You obviously know how they discriminate against half-blooded werewolves here. Maybe dad is just keeping me away from them.”
“You are indeed right, but don’t say that you are just a simple half-blooded one! I am full-blooded, but look who got skills! You! Your left arm is immensely powerful. You could defeat three werewolves in a one-time fight. You even have a photographic memory with your crystal eyes. Besides, why don’t you try to contradict him? I mean, you can defend yourself anyway.”
“That’s my dilemma, I can’t. My body automatically depends on and varies based on what he says.” I know that my father is only concerned with my well-being. Since I came to this world, we were the only persons to each other. My mom died right away after she gave birth to me, which is the most disheartening point in my life.
“Yep, for a decade that we’ve been best friends, I've noticed that a lot. You are being jailed by your own father's words, and you have badly complained about it several times.” She pisses me.
*Ring! (2x)
“Eleanor! Can you get the gate, please? I am busy at the moment!” I heard my dad scream from his office.
“I guess it is time for you to go as well.”
"I'm about to, by the way, I had a great time at last night's sleepover."
“Yeah, keep in mind that you are always welcome here, specifically in my room.” I winked.
“Let’s go! My work misses me already!” She pulled me along and we went together until we arrived at the gate.
“I hope I also have a job to worry about.”
“Girl! If I could just swap lives with you.” She rolled her eyes.
“Ms. Eleanor Stein?” A mailman asked with a long brown envelope in his hand. “Yup. Standing right in front of you.”
“This is primarily for you.”
“But I do not expect anything from anyone,”
“Maybe this is the occurrence you have been waiting for when you were staring into nothing a while ago! Anyway, I’ll go ahead!” Mia annoyed me and then left.
“Thanks for this!” The mailman had already left the vicinity of the mansion.
Out of enormous curiosity, I began opening the envelope since it is a surprise for me to obtain one. Is it normal to feel anxious about this?
I grabbed the file inside it and to a massive shock, my eyes widened as well as my jaw dropped. Is this really mine?!
I rubbed my eyes to evidently see it for the second time and check if it is a valid one. What?! I think it is!
It is a marriage certificate of me, and someone named Zayn! How could I be married to a stranger? I do not know anyone named Zayn and how did this happen? What's worst is that it is indicated that he is an Alpha! Gosh, am I having a bad dream? I quickly put it back inside the envelope before Dad notices.
I gazed outside the gate of the mansion, maybe somebody is just joyfully pranking me. I don’t recall marrying someone from the past. I don’t even have a boyfriend! They were simply bygone suitors, but I had no intention of responding to them.
“Eleanor! What is that?” My fast heartbeat pounded faster and stronger when I heard my father's voice over the mansion's speaker, which covered the ground. I turned my back and looked at him from his office. He is completely watching me.
“Uhm, n-nothing, dad! It is just a silly article sent by Mia. You know her, she is an unsystematic person.” I shouted and reasoned out. But what kind of reason was that, Eleanor?! It is too obvious that you were dishonest!
“But she just left, and you received mail from her?”
“She s-sent this weeks ago. It just arrived.”
Ugh! I ran inside before dad sees this mess. I was too fortunate because dad is busy at the moment. Naturally, he personally collects the mail from the mailman and does not let any staff members of the mansion receive it. Gladly, he is extremely busy right now!
I proceed directly to my room and replenish myself with random negative thoughts.
I don’t have enough courage to open the envelope and see that certificate one more time. My knees are trembling. How can I say this to my dad? He would be incredibly mad and disappointed at me! Maybe he would even outcast me at this mansion!
Eleanor, chill yourself. This is not the right thing to do, do not overthink. But how can I not overthink in this kind of situation? I am legally married to a stranger!
*Knock (3x)
“Eleanor, please open the door. I have to discuss a very important and sensitive matter with you. This generally involves your whole life from the present until the future.” My nervousness even smashed me harder when I heard dad’s serious tense voice. Did he already know it? How? I was the only person who saw the file.
Take deep breaths and relax, Eleanor.
Inhale… Exhale…
“Eleanor?” He called me once again which made me jump off the bed without a doubt. I quickly snatched the envelope and hid it in the innermost part of my cabinet. I fixed myself and temporarily removed the tension inside me as I opened the door and saw my dad.
“It took you five minutes to open the door. Is something wrong?” He looked inside my room, suspiciously.
“Nothing! I was just in my bathroom doing some girl matters.” I tried to be as calm as I am.
“Anyways, can you please come and visit my office? I need to speak with you, and it’s very important. Follow me,”
“Right away, captain.” We started walking until I tripped and almost fell to the floor. This is because of my trembling knees! Dad stopped and watched me.
“Are you sure, you are fine? It seems like you are not in your normal state for this day.” He worriedly asked.
“What? Of course, I am. I just stepped on the swollen part of the carpet. Don't mind it, it is just a little concern to be talked about.”
We finally reached his office, and both of us sat in front of his wide-ranging table full of busy documents.
“S-so, what is this all about?” I am incessantly nervous because he seems to know about the marriage, somewhat.
He simply smiled at me. Strange, so he does not know it, because if he knew, he would undoubtedly get furious with me.
“Listen carefully, my daughter, I know that this could be entirely outrageous to you, and you have the right to react badly. But I just want you to precisely listen to me first.”
“Just be straightforward, dad. You are truly making me extremely nervous.” I chuckled to just laugh it out.
“You probably don’t have any boyfriends, especially a husband, right?”
"Of course not, dad! You know that. Why would y-you ask such a silly question?” My stuttering response.
“I was just checking if you are still a good girl. You know, a lot of young adults are sneaking out on their secret relationships with their parents. Also, I was just having a good introduction to our topic.” He chuckled.
“Why would you implicate me to a husband? Does a marriage involve?” I asked nervously.
“I have arranged a marriage for you and an Alpha. This marriage would be advantageous to your life in various ways. His name is Dylan. Attractive name, right?” He grins.
Completely speechless. What he said left me hanging. Am I hearing it right?!
Eleanor’s POVI do not presume that the state of my mind can process the whole thing. Mixed emotions are hitting me, especially being overwhelmed. Maybe I exaggeratedly underestimated the boringness of my life earlier this day.“Eleanor, dear? Any response? Are you sure you are fine? I was discussing with you concerns for consecutively 10 minutes but seems like you are not with usual yourself.” “Dad, why did you just state this about me now? You never warned me before or even gave me any genuine hints about it for me to be ready. Of course, I am too stunned to think about that news. Who wouldn’t?” He looked down and took a deep breath.“Yes, you are certainly right. This has shocked you. I should’ve told you earlier or begun to prepare you in your teenage years. Although this is for your own sake—”“Dad, you constantly tell me that it is always for my own good. I completely understand that in mind, but why? I feel like you are going to give me away like an offering or a proposal to so
Eleanor’s POVI did not anticipate that my unplanned husband could be as demanding as he could. In the evening, when he deliberately called me, he unquestionably insisted that we meet quickly the following day, which is today, because he is busy enough and has a hectic schedule to handle our particular issue. He did not even worry to ask me if I was available today. Gladly, I have insufficient plans for today. He should be thankful because I favor his selfish suggestions.“Where are you headed?" I caught dad drinking his coffee here in the living room on my way out.“Just merely meeting some friends.”“Do you have enough funds?”“Yeah, I am fine! It’s a miracle that you seem not to be busy any longer.” “Nah, I am just taking a 20-minute break.”“Wonderful, I must go now, dad. I am running a bit late.” I was about to leave, but I fell the envelope which contains the certificate in front of dad. He looked at it and decided to pick it up. Gosh! It is in his hands at the moment—the greate
Eleanor’s POVZayn let out a profound sigh once he heard that. A big disappointment can be seen on his bare face. Honestly, even if he looks hot and alluring, he could also appear as frightening as he can.“I can't believe how irresponsbile I was. Well, that’s going to be a tough and stringent job,” He finally spoke and conditioned himself with his serenest mood.“Under those circumstances, we should establish and execute strategies that we must do in order to have a successful outcome and escape this dreadful nightmare.”“Excuse me? It’s not a dreadful nightmare being wedded to me.” I appealed. I felt offended by what he stated. “I don’t really mind. Whether you are the person I am tied to or not, I still don’t want to be espoused.”“Perhaps there is a lot of melancholy in your life.”“Are we seriously going to talk about how my life works now? Do you think that is what importantly matters most at this point?” He earnestly raised one of his eyebrows at me.Mia looked at me, expectin
Eleanor’s POV“So, tell me more about him! Where did your dad find him? Is he a wonderful and fine person? Would you let your dad interfere with your life again like he always does? Don’t tell me he consented to it.” Mia threw me a bunch of questions and unlikely opinions. She doesn't want me to give my full permission to what my father says about my life from then on.“Mia, it’s my choice to agree with the said arranged marriage, so don’t particularly blame him. He said it would be for my betterment. Mia, I want my situation to be entirely hidden from my dad and from my fiancé. I will resolve this on my own.”“I seriously like Uncle William since he is very approachable and welcome to me, but Eleanor you spurn to love that person you are going to marry. Marriage is for someone you sincerely love.” She expressed her concern.“Really? Take a look at what happened between me and Zayn. We barely even know each other.” I rolled my eyes.“That’s a distinct case! By the way, is he handsome?
Eleanor’s POV Until now, I cannot still comprehend how did I survive the last interaction that happened between me, Mia, Zayn, and Dylan. The tension that occurred around us has a mixture of awkwardness, uneasiness, and the feeling of not being fully cozy with each other. Mia and I were just controllably looking at each other and transmitting signals with the movement of our eyes. While Zayn and Dylan had mostly debated about their own companies and positions which made me really feel indisposed. Anyways, a week has already passed since that uncanny and unnatural meeting. After that, I and Zayn did not have the right schedule to meet up and talk about the divorce that we are planning to succeed at. I am even getting shy with Mia’s older sister because she is also trying to adjust her schedule just to fit in with us. Unluckily, a week already ended normally, yet we still did not have any progress. For the whole seven days, my father was completely bragging me with Dylan and Dylan’s
Eleanor’s POV“...and we have a winner here! Wow, a hundred thousand dollars?! Congratulations Mister. Please come here in front to be acknowledged by everyone.” So, he really is the one I saw ahead of time.With the price that Zayn dropped, the host already declared him the winner. I have also witnessed how the crowd reacted and their reactions were subtle.But despite all of that, Dylan’s reaction is what I am most worried about. Up from here, I could see his head depressingly bent over. I feel sorry for him, but I need to take upon what destiny made me enter.“Wow, it is Mr. Zayn Blaine! Actually, let me take back what I have said. You don’t need to introduce yourself because I am free from doubt that everyone here knows you. Ladies and gentlemen, the youngest CEO that can be found around this prestigious event.” At the moment when everyone clapped, I observed how Dylan walked away, holding a grudge in his hands.Where could he possibly go? I am concerned with his actions. I should
Eleanor’s POV What took place yesterday evening in the bar made me hugely upset with Dylan. I mean, he does not need to make a scene and hurt someone. I do clearly get the point of where he is coming from but I think punching someone directly in the face is too much. He does not know what sportsmanship means during those times and he principally let his feelings gaze into his anger. The host clearly explained that the game is supposed to be friendly and when I and Zayn were hanging out together, we are even not letting our skins come in contact with each other. Because of what happened, both of our fathers knew about what happened and they are more displeased than I am. Not just to Dylan, but to what happened at the game. I and Dylan are here at my dad’s office, waiting for them to arrive from their trip. “Eleanor, my apologies. I totally regret my actions last night. I was not using my neurons well.” “Just to be honest, I was precisely disappointed with you, Dylan. Technically, t
Eleanor’s POVI thought I can no longer escape and be free from my father’s hands once I got out of my room because of various immeasurable questions that he is throwing me. He seems to be doubting me during those minutes. I felt like it is my final judgment day, and he is the one who will judge if I passed the test or not. He is carefully checking if I am going out with Zayn or whoever else. I am getting underway to feel tightness from his orders, constantly.I just really hope that he will not pay someone just to follow every step that I am going through and report everything to him.It was up to scratch that his secretary called him which is why he needed to pull himself out of the house again and did not have time to stop me from where I was about to go.Now, I have been telling the story to Mia and her reaction was beyond belief. She keeps on asking and letting me persistently say to her the most peak part of the narrative.“Really? Dylan threw a hard punch right on Zayn’s most h
Eleanor’s POVAfter a long time of hoping for us to meet, finally we are facing each other’s face right now. I missed her a lot. Of people that I have been wanting to meet after my resurrection from that camouflaged house at the forest, Mia is the first option for me to meet. I was just done telling her my story and she has been totally astonished of every single thing that happened especially on the part while I was nearly being captured by death. “I cannot believe that your own sister and her mother did that to you! If I will have the chance to see those persons, I will truly remove every piece of their hair until they get bald.” She is more angrier than I am. Well, that is normal for the two of us since she has a more fierce attitude than I do. She is a total war-freak more than I am.“Don’t worry because they are now locked in a silver cage and will never come out until dad or Zayn says so. As for me, that is already a fine punishment for them. I do not agree of killing them beca
Eleanor’s POV"The moon-goddess? I have never heard of that. Who is she, and what is her relation to us again?" I think I heard of her before, but I am not able to recap my memories now due to insufficient rest. I am totally dehydrated, hungry, and not in the mood for any realizations. "To explain who I am to you, Eleanor, I am someone in your life. I chose the destined partner for you, which is Zayn." My mouth just opened, and I cannot utter a word. "I am overwhelmed." The only words that just came out of my mouth. "I was the one in charge of your destined mates. Now that I saw you two still strong after all that you have been, I can say that I am proud and I did not go wrong when it comes to pairing both of you." She gives us a genuine smile. Until now, I was astonished by her presence. She is indeed beautiful and perfect for me. Her hair is also in a perfect state, a color silver with large curly waves on it. She looks like an animated person that came out from a digital art. "
Zayn’s POV"Z-Zayn? How did you know about this place? What you just saw is not what you think!" She then suddenly drops the knife on the floor, along with drops of blood from Eleanor’s body. As if her body froze when she saw me looking at her."How dare you do that to her?! Who are you to inflame a part of her body?" Up until now, the gun has been focused on her face. In just one click, I can aim for her head easily, and she will die in a split second."You are all getting it wrong, Zayn! You will not understand that she needs to die. Her existence makes me feel like I am in hell." She is acting as if she feels more pain than Eleanor does."Who are you to dictate her life? You are her sister, who is obviously lower than her status. She is a Luna, yet look how she became one because of your craziness! She must be respected, not treated like a burly animal." "If she does not die, my life will be miserable! We are the opposite of each other." I shot the gun near her feet, which made he
Eleanor’s POV I can feel that my body is nearly giving up, as if the chains wrapped around the chair I am sitting in are the ones who will hold my balance already. Ill treatment is what they do here to me every day. I cannot move my limbs properly, my stomach aches a lot, my vision is totally blurry, and I can feel large bruises with matching wounds all over my body. If a mirror is placed in front of me, I will not be able to distinguish myself that fast. From the day on, I promised myself that I would not eat every food that they were offering, they did not attempt to give any of it. Still, they just managed to let me drink water whenever I was thirsty, but of course we all know that water is not enough. "A-Are you not really going to bring me back to the city and let me live my life there? I think I already paid enough. You made me miserable for– I don’t even know how long it is already." Amelia laughed, "What made you think that we are turning you back at the city? Excuse me, on
Zayn’s POV I let Uncle Martin visit my mansion again and even called Dylan for us to have a better conversation together. The venue was supposed to be at Uncle Martin’s mansion since I do not want him to exert any effort on going here, but I remembered that it is also Ava and Amelia’s home. If they happen to hear any word from us, they might alter or modify some of their actions. "He just messaged me that he parked his car outside at the garage. I am pretty sure that he had a sight of your auto and is now wondering if you are here or not." "Surely, what he still knows is that we are in a big fight." "Acually, that is what everyone knows. I think that is already a better option for us, so that no one will be astounded by our sudden collision."Anyways, do you have that sexy dialogue for her later on?""Stop right there, Dylan. It would be impromptu, as I have no idea how the situation will turn out. But one thing is what I am sure of, I am not excited and happy about it." *Ding Do
Eleanor’s POV"Don’t you want to eat?" The guard who is assigned to me pushed me to eat the medium raw meat with veggies on the side. "Do you think anyone would like to eat in this kind of situation? If you were here, would you have an appetite to eat something?" From this morning until lunch, he keeps pushing me to take a bite of the food he is offering. I even do not have an idea what they put there that might make me weaker. My body cannot deny that it is totally hungry already, but I will not eat anything that they offer. For the past few days, I had a bite of every food they have offered me, but I feel like every day that passes, I get weaker and weaker."You’ll die of starvation if you do not eat." He suggests. "Who are you to take care of me? If I don’t want to do it, then I will not!" Within reach, I kicked the plate, and the food above it was wasted on the dusty floor. "A lot of people are not eating and do not have the privilege to eat these kinds of food, but you are jus
Zayn’s POV For how many days of Eleanor being a missed person, nothing is getting better. Nothing is progressing with her case when it comes to how the police officers handle it. I am starting to contemplate now, what if the person who got her is Dylan? I could not stop thinking about that matter. Of all the people that surround her, he is most likely the one who would cause this to happen to her. Perhaps, they kidnapped her, and that would be an advantage for them to do anything with Eleanor. But why doesn’t Eleanor’s father know? I thought both of them conspired with each other when it comes to proceeding with their wedding? Maybe they lost keeping in touch because Uncle Martin was busy with his new family, as Eleanor informed me. However, I was being flooded by Uncle Martin’s text messages, saying such words to me that are equal to one word only, which is irresponsible. He keeps on blaming me. I tried opening this up to Kyle, but he told me that we don’t have sufficient proof for
Eleanor’s POVMy eyelids consciously opened on their own, finding out that I was in a spacious area without any things in reach. Where am I, and what is this place? It is a closed area where the windows are also covered, and almost all of the walls have soundproofing instruments to make sure that even if I scream so loud, no one from the outside will hear me say anything. I looked at the side, where there is a special built-in bed, and saw Ameila peacefully sleeping. Ava is obviously not here, her presence is absent. Until I came deeper into my senses, I noticed that I was sitting in a chair where I could not move. I was locked with several chains, which is totally giving me a heavy feeling. I moved for a bit, and there is a vibrant noise heard from these chains. I saw Amelia move, please do not be awakened by these chains. I moved again, starting to find where the lock is, but it keeps on emitting large percussions. How can I get out of this captivation? Even if I transform into my w
Eleanor’s POV I feel like I slept all day, waking up inside the mansion and seeing Zayn’s face totally worried at me. The last time I remembered, I was on my way to the post-office when someone gave something to me until I ran out of consciousness, which led me to sleep. I cannot even discern if that was a dream or not. "Eleanor! You’re already awake. I thought you will not be opening your eyes again. I was so worried about you". Zayn hugged me tightly, as if he had not seen me for how many years. "How many hours were I out?" Curiously, I asked. "You were in doze for 7 days already." My face frowned, doubtful about whether he was telling the truth or not. Is he serious, or did I not hear it right? I did not utter a word and am still analyzing that short sentence he verbalized. For almost a minute, he had a blank face until he could not stop his laugh. I knew it, he is faking it. "Don’t worry because you were sleeping for just 7 hours, not days. Just wanting to see your reaction."