Chapter Twenty-three

Drakken was in his study, sitting by the window peering outside with a glass of Whiskey perched between his fingers when he instantly got a link from his spy.

Eleanor’s son had been captured successfully.

They had her son and the woman who had been with him. It appeared the two were always joined to the hip, so they had to take her along too.

Drakken ordered for the boy to be brought to him. The woman, on the other hand, must be thrown into the dungeons for giving them such a hard time.

He would know what to do with the boy when he sees him.

After that, he reclined back on the couch and resumed his leisure as thoughts of his recent predicament flooded his head.

Elders of the pack had gotten off his back regarding the vampire king’s daughter issue. They bought his empty promise about taking her in as Lunaqueen. They had been too easy. He would never allow his father to win by giving in to the man’s wishes.

He recalled Eleanor’s reaction to him getting a new mate. She had been angst