Eleanor got out of bed the next morning and recalled last night's events. She did not muster the courage to question Benjamin's motives for taking her to a vampire's lair during a blood moon, though it was an odd place to go for a date, especially as a human.Other than that, she had spent the night eating and drinking to her fill. Which was why her head buzzed a bit this morning from the alcohol she had consumed. Benjamin coerced her into drinking more than she could manage and Eleanor had given in.She was starting to regret it as she already felt a slight hangover coming up.It all went away when she took a cold shower. Eleanor got ready to visit the Queen, confident that the potion would have worked its effects. She took along the rest of the potion and hastened there.The Queen was up when she went in. Eleanor smiled and walked up to her."How do you feel this morning?""Quite amazing. I had a good night's rest thanks to you."Eleanor's grin spread wider. "The pack doctor is not

"Somebody help me!" Eleanor cried as she ran down the familiar maze the has been seeing recently in all her nightmares, an eerie wind billowing wildly followed by the crow of the evil bird as it flew over her head as though guiding the angry men that thundered after her.Her white dress was shredded in different parts, and her wild hair flew about her that due to the angry wind, most times covered her face.But no one was there. And the maze was endless. Soon, she rounded a corner at the same time, she heard the mocking laugh of the men whose faces she couldn't see but were intent on catching her by all means. "Come back here, you little wench!" One of them swore and as he tried to grab her, the earth began shaking fiercely beneath Eleanor who fought to hold on but as it intensified pulled her with it that soon she was falling, falling and as her hands flailed for balance so did her voice claw in her throat and then..."Open the door!"Elanor jolted up from the bed in full force, he

Eleanor found herself standing in the middle of the garden after her conversation with Emma. She did not have much time to waste. The Queen's life was on the line and the pack doctor had not returned yet with a remedy. She picked up the cannabis flower, a plenty amount of them- that she received questionable looks from workers in the garden. If Eleanor noticed, she paid no heed. She hurried back to the healing school to mix the flowers in the new potion she recently concocted as the previous one was almost finished. Eleanor intended to mix it so it would be ready before evening when she would serve it to the Queen. Grabbing the container from her bag, she hurried back into the lab to blend them. However, to her dismay, Merit suddenly appeared out of nowhere and bumped into her, causing the container to slip from her hands and shatter on the floor. Eleanor's heart was devastated at the sight of her hard work being destroyed. All the content that had been preserved was gone. She was

It was Friday and Eleanor didn't have many activities that day. It gave her more time to round up the potion she started preparing last night for the school's project. She put some aside for the Queen and made a mental note to visit her quarters later on.Eleanor had rushed out for work this morning and created no time to visit Bettie. She wondered what improvements her health made.She studied the cannabis flower more that afternoon in the lab, reading on its components. Eleanor did it for the greater good of all the omegas who had no one caring enough to make potions specifically for them.She'd only seen Emma and the others create medicines for the more powerful werewolves and none for the weaker creatures. They deserved fair treatment even if they were the lowest in the pack.It was a few minutes later when Emma strolled into the lab, her reading glass drawn down to her nose. She inspected the flowers Eleanor experimented with and picked one up."You're making progress," she sound

"There could be a mistake somewhere. I personally don't think Eleanor killed your mother." George held the door that was about to be slammed in his face and followed Drakken into his study. "Be rational with your thoughts. Eleanor has no reason to kill her.""Get out. I wish to be alone.""I understand, but..."With a violent sweep of his hand, Drakken shoved all items on his desk to the ground and slammed his fists on the table, causing it to slightly sustain a crack."No, you don't understand. My mother is dead! I do not care what anyone has to say about this. Someone has to pay.""That's not fair to Eleanor. She's innocent. I think you should release her to have a proper dialogue about what really happened."Drakken shook his head, not wanting to even hear anyone speak her name. "That would not be happening. She shall rot there as long as I see fit."He was too overpowered by grief, too angry to even think straight. If he didn't find an outlet for his emotions soon, then he might j