Eleanor’s eyes snapped open and stared blankly at the sky, and then she sat up and looked around her unfamiliar environment. Was she dead? There was no way she could've survived that stab to the chest. Merit went straight for her heart and didn't miss.She could not make out where she was. It felt like she was weightless, drifting aimlessly in a void.As she looked around, she saw someone in white garments standing a few meters away from her. The person had their back to her, and Eleanor could not see their face. Curious, she strolled closer to the figure.The woman looked exceptionally familiar. Her mother.Eleanor's heart skipped a beat. She could not believe what she was seeing. Her eyes welled up with tears and she ran towards her mother and threw her arms around her, crying profusely.It's you, mother," Eleanor breathed, her voice trembling with emotion. "I've missed you so much."Her mother’s arm tightened about her, oozing the warmth Eleanor has grown to miss. She had a serene

Drakken wasn't prepared for the suddenness of the attack.Eleanor lunged at him with the ferocity of a wild animal, her eyes blazing with an unfamiliar hunger. Drakken was quick to react. He dodged her initial attack, but then Eleanor came at him again, knocking him to the ground. Drakken grunted as he hit the dirt, but he did not let go of Eleanor. He knew that he had to hold her down until she calmed down.The other werewolves circled them, their eyes trained on Eleanor. Drakken could sense their readiness to attack if Eleanor's wolf did him any harm. But he knew that he had to handle it alone."Get away, all of you," he yelled at them again. "I can handle it.""We must kill it," a guard suggested. "It crossed our borders and attacked you, my King." one of the guards said."I'll kill you myself if you don't listen to me and back off!" He'd kill every single one of them if they attacked her, and Drakken meant it. "Touch her and you're dead," he snarled, still holding her down.The gu

As Drakken stood outside the meeting room, he knew that this would be one of the most important moments of his life. For too long, he had been bending to his father's rules, and he was done with it. He had made up his mind to start a life for himself, and nothing was going to stop him.With a deep breath, he pushed open the door and walked into the room. Everyone was waiting for him, and he could see the confusion in their eyes. He took another deep breath, walked to the head of the table and sat."Good morning, everyone," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. "I have called this meeting to inform you that my mother's burial will be held this weekend. I have linked the welfare team to start preparations.” He paused, tapping his finger on the table as he took his time to deliver the next news. “After the funeral, I will announce my chosen Luna, the Queen."There was a stunned silence around the room. Everyone wondered what else was there to announce as the vampire princess, his be

Eleanor backed away from Benjamin's advancing figure. His eyes glinted with an intensity that made her skin crawl, and she knew she had to get out of there before it was too late. She stumbled backward, knocking over a trash can and sending its contents spilling across the floor.Benjamin continued his slow approach, his lips twisted into a menacing smirk. Eleanor's back hit the wall, and she realized there was nowhere left to run. His unkempt and ruffled state startled her."Why do you look so terrified? I'm only here to congratulate you," he hissed at her."You should've done so out there in front of everyone. Following me to the restroom is creepy.""Creepy?" he chuckled darkly. "Don't be overly dramatic.""Where have you been all this time? You just disappeared at the same time Merit did.""And what does that have to do with anything?" Eleanor continued to eye him suspiciously. "Fine. I was away on a mission as head of the council.""Then you don't know where Merit is?"Benjamin s

Somewhere in the middle of the night, Drakken received a link from Duncan requesting him to head to their private fencing room. Duncan didn't give a specific reason why, and he was reluctant to leave the warmth of Eleanor beside him."Can't it wait?" Drakken replied."No. It's urgent," Duncan insisted.Drakken sighed and untangled himself from Eleanor. All he wanted was to hold her in his arms forever, but Duncan had said it was urgent, and he had to attend to his duties. Duncan better has had a good reason for calling him out that late at night, Drakken whined.He reluctantly got out of bed, careful not to wake Eleanor, and put on his robe. He stood at the foot of the bed for a moment, watching her breathe softly. He should be glad she accepted marrying him, but he couldn't shake the nagging guilt that tugged at the edges of his mind. How could he ask her to marry him knowing what he had done? How could he live with himself if she ever found out?The simple way to handle it was to ma