Eleanor’s POV“Gladly, I have great control over the operation and I, with my medical team successfully detached the two bullets and meticulously checked if there were left chemicals of wolf bane invading his other organs and luckily, nothing was captured. The blood was also adequate, and I believe, it will help him with his convalescence.” Dr. Enriquez explained to me. As soon as I heard the good news from him, no one could explain how carefree my feelings are.“What a relief.” I sighed. Howsoever, I feel amazingly pleased hearing about his life getting far from his deathbed. He should not be in the jaws of death or else, I will have a lot of problems regarding my marriage, and I will be carrying along the conscience of thinking that I am the reason for his demise.“He’ll be waking up at any time by now. Just a reminder, he should not eat any solid food first. Now, if you’ll excuse me, there are still other patients waiting for my arrival.” I genuinely thanked him before he exits fro
Eleanor’s POV*After 3 daysAfter intended knowing dad’s bygone secret about my ability, my life still continued as might be expected. For the past few days, I did not burst myself to walk into the hospital for me not to get in touch with some things that I am afraid of having contact with. I have forgotten the unacceptable acts that the kidnappers did by moving forward and plainly refusing to overthink, but I could not still fail to remember every gradient of what they did. I may have moved on and pushed myself to accept that experience, but I cannot totally get rid that memory out of my mind. What is important is that I did not constantly lose my mind. I made my ability a strength and not a weakness.It has been 3 days since I left Zayn at the hospital. I really want to set down in his room right after I got the news about my photographic memory from dad. I wanted it to share with him, but I guess paying him a visit at the last point was not really a choice. I needed time to be alon
Eleanor’s POV As I move forward in my life, I can say that I am perfectly alright. Dylan's absolutely astounding surprise compensated for a substantial chunk of my psychological anguish. Anyway, I should quit worrying about that great nightmare and, as I keep saying, move on, look forward, and take a glance at the beautiful parts of life. Our lives resumed their normal course following that day when I received a hologram of the image of my mother. Until now, I feel a great stimulation inside me to have a view of it at any chance that I get to my room. I simply landed the hologram on the floor, beside my table so that every time that I will miss her, she just feels a button away. I gleefully showed it to dad when I arrived home that day and he was totally surprised. We almost had the same reaction. He even inquired Dylan where did he get that remarkable and extraordinary thing. Speaking of dad, he recommended a lovely wedding planner. He did mention that she is outstanding at strateg
Eleanor’s POV"Am I suddenly taking a nap and my dream that occurred the other day night is still going on?" she asked after I stated the big revelation as to what I thoroughly feel inside."What are you talking about?""I used to have a dream the other night about you becoming obsessed with the two Alphas and the subsequent events were just really... I don't know how to convey it.""Does that make you a fortune teller?" We both burst out laughing, breaking the serious topic."But hey, I am not obsessed with them. I-I am just starting to like them." "Oh goodness, Eleanor! Is that genuine?! Well, I couldn't end up blaming you because being connected to those two Alphas is not a pun. Every random woman out there will fall in love with their attributes and abilities!" She exclaimed, and I grinned sheepishly."What's up with your face? You just admitted something huge to me!... I personally believe I'll put this on hold in my mind for the entire week.""Well, I just thought that these em
Eleanor’s POV"Excuse me, Zayn, who is he?" Please do not tell me he is your son, by blood. I might find myself crying in the late hours of the night, alongside lone wolves howling. Regrettably, if this is truly your life, I have no other option than to accept it. They even have names that sort of complements each other. I mean, Zach and Zayn is such a great name for a father and a son."Are you particularly worried that he is my biological son?" He asks, grinning."W-why should I be concerned about that? I mean, of course, you should have let me know because I am your… uhm, you know." I averted my gaze to avoid his teasing eye contact. I cannot persevere proceeding to say that I am his wife because the child is completely staring at me and based on his looks, he can already understand things."After all, you're my wife, and I should have made you aware.""Wife?" The boy wondered aloud with his irresistible and adorable face."This is Eleanor, Zach, and she is my wife.""Hmm," He bega
Eleanor’s POVAfter dealing with that controversial problem, hold back. Actually, we did not deal with any of how to solve it. I just needed to get home because the sun is already geared up to sleep indicating that evening is approaching. I need to run along by the way because I promised a dinner together with my dad. I barred myself from staying until dinner with them, even if Zach alleges me to stay until his sleep time. I had a difficult time retreating from him because we kind of developed an attachment together. Zayn even needed to pull him away from me. Unsophisticatedly, I promised Zach that I will be popping in and will play with him the next Saturday if we get a chance.Speaking of the rough werewolf who is willing to profess our unpremeditated wedding to everyone, I have not seen him yet, but my exasperation towards him is like tons of aqua overflowing from a drum. The way how Zayn and Marcus portrayed them with the use of their words already speaks of him as a disastrous be
Eleanor’s POV“Hello, Dylan. What happened to him to be in this instance? Seems like he has undergone a bloody fight.” He greeted him first. I still cannot set off by his first words when he entered. How can he declare such things or even break the silence of death if he has not yet fully checked dad yet? My overthinking skills are acting up, and I cannot stop myself from saying this…“What? How sure are you with that, Mr. Apollo? Please, do notdivulge into affairs that you are not certain of. You barely even checked him, yet you are already being open in rattling on death?" From my resting sit, I stand up and preceded. This is explicitly what I had not counted on him to say the minute he stepped inside."You must be, Eleanor? Finally, our paths crossed again after seeing you as a toddler." He greeted me with a smile on his face, as he got adjacent to my father and started holding him."You two and I met already?" Queerly, I asked."Yes, I and your dad chalk up with a great friendshi
Eleanor’s POVI made a cracking and somewhat zippy decision after hearing Zayn questioning me if I will go with him to The Ampere Village to catechize Silver, which he incontestably need for him to cause our lives to be in the rocks. Good thing, Dylan is twenty-four hours there to watch dad. I asked him to be on dad’s side just for a day since I and Zayn will not be staying that long at the Ampere Village as well. We are simply paying that rough werewolf a visit, for him to sit on having a glue between his lips. Prudently, I reasoned out to Dylan that I and Mia just needed to do some stuff in the village. Gladly, he did not bother to ask so much about it and let me have daybreak like a free bird. Although, I am having a tough thought that I am wearing a shamefaced to Dylan. I should be the one who is there at my dad’s side, waiting for him to carefully open his eyes and provide the aftercare that Apollo clearly pinned us to do.Other than that thought, I am discombobulated for them to