ELEANOR My eyes widened in shock, jaw-dropping as the reality of the situation dawned on me. My torturer, the one that has brought nothing but pain and misery with himself from the very second he stepped into my life. The one I was ready to dedicate my whole life to ending, was my mate. Everything suddenly felt too much and I was staggering backwards as I had nothing to hold my weight coupled with the weight of the realization. My back hit the wall and I was now practically wheezing as I struggled to get air into my lungs. I continued to choke on nothing other than my own misery and the thought of what this could mean for me. Everything came rushing in, the supposedly unexplained anger he felt when he found me with Easton, the anger that resulted in me being punished, his words back then, his insistence on me pretending to not know about something he was sure I knew of, his threat to my friends just to ensure I stayed and not run off with someone else. All that was because this

ELEANOR I stared wordlessly at the ceiling, waiting patiently for the tell tale signs of Zane's breaths evening before slipping out of the room. I felt something break in me with every step I took away from him. My palm quickly fell over my lips to prevent the sobs from leaving them.I felt my skin crawling with disgust at every part his hands touched -which was quite literally everywhere- the smell of his pheromones still clinging to my skin nauseated me and I wished I could claw the feeling of his hands and body on me out of my brain. I still found it hard to believe this was what fate held for me. Zane was my mate. The one person I would give everything to see dead. The one who broke and destroyed my whole life. The moment I shut the door after myself, I broke into a full sprint, unable to stop myself. It was well into the night outside but that didn't stop me from running all the way to the slave's quarter.I couldn't head straight to my room looking like this, I was a mess and

JASMINEI sat still, looking at her without saying a word. Her eyes revealed a mix of fear and dread, which alarmed me. It was the first time since we met that I saw her in such a state. She seemed scared, uncertain, and exhausted. It felt like she was a different person standing in front of me. I had been reflecting on how she brought a fresh sense of hope into my life, and now that hope was flickering weakly before my eyes.Until now, she had been the pillar I relied on and drew strength from. Her resilience inspired me to keep trying. But now, it seemed like that dream was crumbling away, just like Eleanor herself.What was I thinking, depending solely on her to keep us going? She was just like me, facing the same fate and suffering, maybe even worse. This wasn't typical of me. What happened to my rule of not trusting anyone, let alone placing my hope in them?"She's different. She's not like the others who betrayed you. She's genuine, and you know it. Now isn't the time to questio

EASTONI knew soon that Zane's next plan of action was to attack another park after the party. I knew that the purpose of organizing the party was to properly identify his victims, the weakest pack that he could easily ambush. I wasn't surprised for a moment that he kept track of his target, but what left my jaw dropped was that it was too soon. Usually, it takes him four to five months to completely execute a plan for his attacks, but I guess he was running low on resources or something for him to be in haste.“What are you going to do about it?" Black asked, bringing me out of my reverie. “Are you going to stop him now or permit him to attack the pack?" I stared at Black blankly, not sure of the next step to take, my message to the alpha king had not seen any response yet and going on such a mission without being granted access was deemed treason.Although I wouldn't mind the consequences, but my Luna's life would be on the line. Notwithstanding, I would be saving the day; seeing t

ELEANORIt's been three days since getting fake marks from Zane and almost loosing my mind in the bathroom until Jasmine came along and even the relief of her assurance of what it really was didn't last very long. I hadn't been myself since the last few days and have gotten yelled at for making mistakes and messing even the littlest of things up. My mind was in disarray because, even with how I continued to mess up, I hadn't exactly faced any punishment: no getting flogged or dragged to the dungeon. Nothing except maybe a tongue-lashing when I was caught.The thought of Zane being my actual mate was another reason why I couldn't collect myself no matter how hard I tried. I was still in disbelief at the fact that it took so long for me to find out. The fact that he'd always known too and still went ahead with his usual torments. The fact that he still had the heart to force himself on me even with the way I reacted after finding out. Looking back now, even if I wasn't marked on that nig