Chapter 170

Drakken arrived at the door of Eleanor's room, his nerves a jumbled mess in anticipation of their date. The ring he'd planned to propose to Eleanor with, sat in the inner pocket of his jacket and shielded with a miniature jewelry box.

He knocked, but no one answered. He knocked again, a little louder this time, and the door slowly creaked open. He peeked inside, but there was no sign of Eleanor. Instead, he found her maid, Evie, standing there.

"Good evening, Alpha King," Evie said, curtsying politely. "I'm sorry, but Miss Eleanor isn't here."

Drakken's heart sank. "What do you mean she's not here?" he asked, confused.

"I mean exactly that, sir. A guard came to take her away about an hour ago, on your orders."

Drakken's confusion deepened. "I never sent a guard to fetch her," he said, feeling a knot form in his stomach. "What's going on?"

Evie looked just as confused as Drakken. "I'm not sure, sir. But I overheard the guard say something about you being in a meeting and unable to pick