And a double update!!
Eleanor: I opened my eyes at the sound of an owl, cooing around. I frowned in confusion as I realized that I slept sitting down, and the low thumps that were behind me caused me to straighten up. His arms, Alpha Killian’s, tightened around me for a second before I turned around to find him smiling as he looked down at me with gentle eyes. “Easy, baby girl.” He said, his voice comforting, above a whisper, making my chest swell. “We stayed outside all this time?” I asked, voicing out my question before I could stop myself. He chuckled and nodded before helping me fix the sleeve of my dress. The fact that instead of being threatening to take it off, that he fixed it, meant a lot more than he would think to me. “I didn’t want to carry you in fear that you might wake up. So, I chose to hold you in my arms as you slept.” He said, and I smiled. He leaned in, taking me by surprise before connecting his lips with mine in a gentle kiss. “Plus, you looked like a peaceful baby in your slee
Killian: My brain raced with a number of thoughts that I didn’t like. The bride, the Bernardi woman, Alienora. Her name rang in my head like some bell and I couldn’t help but frown as I forced myself to shake the thought away. She couldn’t be the same woman. Vladimir did his search, the woman is dead and has been for years now… Eleanor stirred in her sleep and slowly put a hand on my chest. I watched as she opened her eyes as she woke up, clearly trying to process what was going on. Her eyes met mine for a second before they widened and she quickly sat up. Her heart raced against her ribcage and I had to stay still, reminding myself to stay calm as I recalled what I saw the night before. Her scream out of fear, pain, and agony woke me up. And had it not been for the reflex that I had to put on clothes, reminding myself that she never saw me naked and that she seemed to be scared of something, I rushed to my closet to get myself a pair of boxers and the first sweatpants that I f
Eleanor: “Eleanor?” Natasha asked, her eyes widening in surprise at the sight of the broken perfumes that I got. Most of them I didn’t even open, and it seemed to me that there was no need to do so. “Fucking hell, you’re bleeding.” She rushed toward me before wrapping an arm around my waist and shoulder, forcing me to stand up away from the shattered glass. It was a forced habit that I had, cleaning up the mess, no matter the fact of whether or not I would be hurt, after it was made by others. In my case, it was always Elton who was breaking things, be it plates, glasses, perfumes, or even makeup cases. And no matter how sharp, I was forced to clean it up. My punishment would have been a lot worse if I didn’t. It was something that I grew up with, and was something that I knew all too well; therefore, there was no use in pretending otherwise. I just had to live with the fucked up reality that I was forced to live through. “I need to clean these…” “Eleanor, fuck these perfumes, I’l
Killian: “There is a woman, her name is Eleanor, a few miles out of the city.” Viktor said, showing me a picture of the case. The empty landscape showed a barn and a house in the middle of. Three horses seemed to be tied up on one of the stable fields, and though big, it seemed empty and was only filled with cattle. “They don’t seem to have a picture of her, but they say that she killed her step father. She is on the run and they are trying to find her.” The fact that we were interrupted by Eleanor’s behavior stirred me more than I could describe, and the fact that I knew that she would have blurted out who she was didn’t slip my mind. I knew that it wasn’t wise of me to stop her; but I also knew better than to have her exposing who she was, if she was who I believed she was. The pack wouldn’t give her a chance to explain herself, and though I would understand their reason, it wasn’t something that I wanted happening. “Last name?” I asked, and he shook his head. “They haven’t me
Eleanor:I froze, staring at the gun for a few seconds before processing the fact that he called my real name.I didn’t even know what he was doing in there speaking to both his beta, Vladimir, and Viktor. All three men were inside the office, and if they knew who I was, then I was more than just a little doomed.My heart raced against my ribcage before I forced myself to sit and look at him.My legs and hands which were aching from the glass that tore through my skin seemed like nothing as I felt like my heart was being pulled out of my chest.If the man that I called mate, the one person who I was supposed to feel secure around, was treating me this way, then I didn’t blame Elton for the way he treated me. Maybe it was how things were in this world. It was what I saw my father doing to my mother anyway, then what made me think that things would be any different?The fact that I couldn’t even open up to Natasha was something that I knew pained her more than she let out. However, I d
Killian: “How?” She asked, frowning in confusion. I looked at my mate for a second too long before processing what she was referring to. “I just rejected…” “Your real name is not Eleanor, malyshka.” I said, picking the gun up for a second. She frowned in confusion before I handed it to her. “And the gun has no bullets.” “What?” She asked, trying to process what I was telling her. “You called his name last night,” I said, straightening as I sat beside her. “I knew that I needed something to shake you up into talking to me. Yes, I know that the approach wasn’t the most ideal, but I knew that nothing would have made you open up.” “You decided to threaten me, using a gun, to get me to open up?” She asked, and I pinched the bridge of my nose. When she put it that way, it made it sound like I did something that was wrong. Well, it was wrong, but I was done being patient, especially when I knew that my men have been searching for her for months and the number of problems that were cause
Eleanor: I looked at Killian whose eyes were fixed on mine for a few seconds before he got up from the edge of the bed. “I will have Natasha staying with you for a bit. I have a few things to tend to, okay?” He asked, his voice softening. I looked down at my lap, and he put his finger under my chin, raising my face to look at him. “If you’re worried about me telling anyone about your secret, you’re safe, malyshka. Vladimir and Viktor would need to know to stop the search for you, and stop the search that they’ve been trying to do about YOU.” “You had your men searching for me?” I asked, and he smiled. “You wouldn’t expect me to invite someone that I don’t know over, would you?” He asked, and I scoffed. He chuckled and leaned in before connecting his lips with mine. The fact that he was kissing me was something that I didn’t expect. And the fact that I couldn’t help but do it back was something that surprised me. I was scared of him, and I was afraid of what he could do with the i
Elton: “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN THAT YOU HAVEN’T FOUND HER YET?” Luca yelled, slamming everything off my desk. I stayed quiet as I looked at the man, and he growled. “I gave you my fucking daughter to marry, I did not…” I stayed completely quiet as I looked at the man for a few seconds. I had grown used to his out lashes on me since his bitch of a daughter chose to do the unexpected. Her disappearing from her bedroom was the last thing that I thought would happen, and the fact that she had the door closed in her room since I left, without a word or sound, made me believe that she slept to get ready the way that a bride should. However, I was surprised when the next morning, the maids informed me of her absence. “She chose to fucking run away…” “You lost her.” He said, stopping me. I growled and slammed my hand on the table. He raised an eyebrow at me before wrapping his hand around my neck. “My daughter has been in the house, guarded, for fucking years. Therefore, do not expect