Chapter 2

Before I could say anything, Dylan moved to teleport out. He was in such a rush that he crashed straight into my shoulder.

I heard a sharp crack in my shoulder.

I cried out as I was thrown into the wall, leaving a hole where I hit. When I looked down, my shoulder was bleeding.

Dylan was already gone.

I took off my shirt and pulled out the healing herbs. I pressed the herbs to my shoulder, then forced myself to set it in place. The pain was almost unbearable.

For 3 years, I had waited for this deadline, terrified he might just leave without a second thought.

But today, I finally understood he had never truly loved me.

It was always Eleanor.

Dylan didn’t come home that night.

The next day, I got a message from our vault management company. Dylan had taken my Golden Bloodroot Thistle from the vault.

My mother-wolf had bought at a secret herb auction years ago. She paid $1 million for it.

She told me about the Golden Bloodroot Thistle before she passed, “Keep it safe. If you ever get a wound that won’t heal, it will help. I won’t be able to be here of you anymore. Let it guard you instead.”

Dylan knew how important it was to me. And he still took it without a word.

I heard he had taken the herb to the healer’s place, so I drove over right away.

When I walked in, I saw Eleanor leaning against him.

Dylan looked annoyed seeing me, “What are you doing here?”

“You took my Golden Bloodroot Thistle. That was my mother-wolf’s herb. Do you even know there’s only one left in the whole world? Give it back to me.”

Then I noticed a bag he was holding, the herb inside was already crushed.

Dylan frowned.

“Eleanor’s mother-wolf is seriously ill. She needs this herb to survive. What’s the big deal? You don’t need it anyway.”

I looked down on my shoulder. My blouse was soaked with blood from my shoulder. I suddenly realized that it was the power-enhancing potion I made for Dylan that kept my shoulder from healing. This potion could enhance an Alpha’s attack power and make the injured werewolf more vulnerable.

After Dylan got together with me, he took this potion every day.

I never thought I would end up being hurt by him.

Dylan glanced at my shoulder, he looked a bit shocked, but he said nothing.

The healer came out and said, “Now the herb is ready, I will need the Alpha’s blood to help Eleanor’s mother-wolf recover.”

I knew this treatment. It needed the power of an Alpha’s blood to help the patient recover. It was risky.

“Dylan. This is too dangerous. If Eleanor’s mother-wolf doesn’t make it through, you’ll die too.”

“Did I ask for your opinion? This isn’t your call to make. I will do this for Eleanor.”

Eleanor looked at me as if she had won.

I watched him follow the healer into the room without a second thought.

Eleanor sat across from me.

She said, “I’m sorry for all the trouble. I didn’t expect he would still love me after all these years.”

“You know, on my birthday last year, he crossed the Dark Woods just to bring me a crystal bracelet. It had ‘D&E’ carved into it. How romantic is him?! He even put our initials together.”

The crystal bracelet?

Dylan had given me a crystal bracelet with those exact letters. I thought it stood for “Dylan and Ella”. But it was actually “Dylan and Eleanor”.

“I didn’t even look at it twice back then. I threw it off the balcony.” Eleanor added.

I kept that bracelet like a treasure.

“Another time, I had a fight with my boyfriend and called him. He came to my place right away, even though it was snowing. He stood outside all night, waiting for me. Can you believe it? I didn’t even let him in.”

I even felt she was mocking Dylan for doing these things for her.

That snowy night, Dylan came home after midnight, then slept with me for several times. I thought it was because he loved me. Now I knew it was just because he was so angry with her, and he took it out this way on me instead.

I checked my calendar.

Only 6 days left. It would be over and I would be free from all Dylan’s lies.

Eleanor wanted to say more, but I stood up. “Eleanor, I get it. You need him. He is all yours.”

Neither Dylan nor Eleanor would have nothing to do with me.

It was about time for me to actually live for myself.