And I think that we could use an Elton/Luca chapter to find out how he was suddenly Luca's heir, don't you agree?
Eleanor: My heart raced as I heard Killian knocking on my bedroom door. The fear that I had that he would still be angry with me was one that I wasn’t going to deny. I wouldn’t be able to if I tried. I got up from bed just as he opened the door, clearly knowing that I wasn’t planning on answering. My chest ached and my heart raced as I found myself thinking of how things were between me and Elton. I couldn’t help it, but the fact that I was comparing the two of them was not something that I could deny. The man would often snap at me before entering my room later on the same evening to ‘punish’ me the way that he saw fit. And that was something that I was always afraid of. Killian walked toward me, and I looked up at him, forcing myself to process that it was Killian and that no matter how angry he might be, that I was safe. He didn’t say a word before he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a hug. I found myself tearing up as I inhaled his scent, fisting his shirt as I m
Killian: “It’s a full moon tomorrow.” Eleanor said, laying on my chest. I smiled and tightened my arms around her before kissing the crown of her head. “A full moon that would be filled with pain,” I said, and she shook her head in question. “Natasha is grieving, and everything in the house is fumbled…” “And you are in pain,” she said, stopping me. I looked down at her and she turned around to face me. Her eyes were gentle as she looked into mine, and I looked away, wanting to avoid hers. The fact that I knew that this was wrong was not something that I was going to deny. But something in me broke today, and I don’t even know I managed to do it with no remorse. “It’s okay to be in pain, Killian. I won’t judge.” “It’s not that, Eleanor…” “It’s the fact that she was your lover.” She said, and I frowned. She gently put her hands on my cheeks, cupping them before making me look at her. “It is okay to be hurt over a person that you love, Killian. I am not going to be angry because of i
Elton: Yandel and I stood by the door as we waited for Rosalyn to manage whatever she was working on inside. The man has groaned more times than I ever thought an old man like him could nut, but at this point, as long as she managed to make him drink the poison, I didn’t care what she had to do. “Shit…” she said as a loud thud could be heard inside. Her heart raced and both Yandel and I smirked before rushing inside. Luca was on the floor. His eyes widened in surprise as he tried taking a breath. He was choking on his own blood, and I knew that his time was coming to an end. He barely needed two or three minutes, four if his body was going to allow him to tolerate more of it, before he died. “I did as told.” She said, her hands shaking and I nodded, motioning for her to leave. Yandel pulled out a small vial and handed it to me. I smirked and looked at Luca as I kneeled on one knee, helping him sit up. “You…” “You know, you should have seen it coming, Luca.” I said, looking at
Eleanor: I lay on Killian’s bed, curled under his blanket as I kept his shirt in my arms, wanting to find my peace. I was quiet and unable to form a proper sentence as I got lost in my thoughts, trying to find one thing that made sense in my brain. And so far, nothing seemed to make any sense to me, and that was something I knew Killian saw in my eyes. My heart raced against my ribcage and I couldn’t help but find myself curling up as memories played in my head. Most weren’t the best, but I couldn’t help but find myself grieving. And the thing was, I didn’t even understand why I was in this much pain. However, the idea of me not being able to see him, and not because he didn’t want to see me, but the fact that he passed away, that alone was enough to tear me up more than I could let out. The man, my father, has hurt me more than anyone else should, and the fact that I knew that I couldn’t do anything about it was something that killed me as I thought of it. The lack of respect, a
Killian: I woke up with Eleanor laying on my chest. Her eyes were closed as her chest rose and fell, and I didn’t even know how I managed to doze off, but after her hours of crying, she passed out, no longer having the energy to keep her eyes open. I unwrapped my arms from around her, careful not to wake her up as I did before laying her more comfortably on the pillow. “I know that you are confused and are in more pain than you can handle, but I give you my word that things are going to be okay.” My voice was above a whisper as I spoke, and I leaned in, connecting my lips with her forehead before I walked toward my closet. While in normal states, I would have come out here with a towel wrapped around my waist after taking a shower; I knew better than to do so. The last thing that I wanted was to scare her off, and knowing that she was sensitive right now, I didn’t want her mind to go somewhere that I wouldn’t be able to bring her back from. “Killian?” Her voice, despite being w
Eleanor: Killian froze for a second before sitting up, still inside me, and he looked me in the eye. The safety that I felt and the comfort that he was ensuring that I went through was one that I was never going to forget. And the way that he looked at me told me that he was making sure that I was with him, body and soul, he wanted me connected with him. He wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer before connecting his lips with mine as he thrust deeper inside me. My heart raced against my ribcage and I wrapped my arms around his neck as my body heated. The two of us pulled away from the kiss and resting my forehead against his, I couldn’t help but purr as my wolf made herself known. His own wolf did the same and I whimpered as I saw his eyes turning to a deep shade of golden. “Fuck…” I whimpered, and he groaned. Both our canines grew, and Killian took a deep breath to control himself, and though a part of me did want him to mark me, I knew that he would have different
Killian:I looked at the tray of food that was untouched beside Natasha’s bedroom door and I frowned.I knocked on the door twice and waited for a few seconds before she opened the door. “Please leave,” she said, and I raised an eyebrow.“Why did you open the door if you didn’t want me to come inside?” I asked, and she rolled her eyes.“Because like your mate, you would have waited by the door.” She said, and I stayed quiet, waiting for her to burst out. “And I don’t want to see anyone,”“Well, I am not going to leave you to grieve on your own, and I doubt that Eleanor wanted to do that...”“I don’t care what you or Eleanor want, I want to be alone.” She said, taking a step back to close the door. I shook my head and put my hand on the door, stopping her from moving it. She teared up and I walked inside. Her heart raced and I walked inside before closing the door.“Well, you can be alone with me sitting on the couch over here, and when you are ready to talk, we can do that.” I said,
Eleanor: I watched as Killian walked inside the kitchen. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I smiled as he leaned in to kiss my cheek from behind. “Are you okay?” He asked, and I looked down at the pot as I stirred the food. I hummed in response, not wanting to talk to him, as I fought the reaction to move away from his touch, not wanting him to touch me. The door opened, and I turned to look at Natasha as she walked inside the kitchen. My chest ached and the air felt tight around me, and I knew that I had to get out of here before I said something that was going to end up costing me more than I could afford. To both Killian and Natasha. I put the spatula down and turned to face my mate before kissing his cheek. The last thing that I needed or wanted was to argue with them right now. The anger and pain that I felt after the way that she treated me were indescribable, but I knew better than to let my anger out when it was at its peak. “Are you okay, malyshka?” Killian asked,