Chapter Thirty-five

Drakken was letting his wolf control him at this point more than his head. Normal him didn't plan to do what he was about to do. He felt like he had been possessed by some unknown forces. Because this was not him.

He needed a distraction after being weighed down by his father’s expectations about taking the vampire princess as Lunaqueen, and his legs had led him there, to Eleanor’s room. For the first time he did not think about taking a run in the woods with George when he needed a distraction, instead, he had thought of her first for some odd reason.

"Close your eyes," Drakken told her when they reached halfway to the location.

"For what reason?" Eleanor frowned at him.

He dug his hands into his pockets and brought out a piece of blindfold. Eleanor took a step back from him when he held it to her eyes. "Stay put. I do not want you knowing the way to where I am about to take you."

A pretty blush was creeping up her cheeks as Drakken wondered what she was thinking. She caught his gaze