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ELEANOR

I clenched my fists tighter on my sides, gritting my teeth as a lost memory has been found within me. That is why he looks so familiar. I laugh to myself, thinking, ‘How the hell can I forget?’

I hear Elijah take his seat as well and I glance at him, who squared his shoulders and clasped his palms on the table in front of him.

His gaze fixed on Louie, Mike’s only friend, and he shot him a dangerously threatening look which somehow made me feel warm inside. Aside from Alexander, no one else growled at any person like that to protect me. All of a sudden, I felt safe. In this place. In this pack.

My eyes grew wide when I realize what I was thinking about just now.

No, no, no, no.

Snap the hell out of it, Eleanor! You can't stay here any longer. You can’t. I scolded myself as I thought about him. Alex. However I feel about this pack, I just can’t.

“Eleanor!” Elijah’s loud voice startled me enough to pull me put of my thoughts. I jumped in my seat, glancing at my surroundings