The Undoing Elena Novels & Stories

CHAPTER ELEVEN ELENA It's been weeks since my encounter with Don Luciano. As much as I challenged him and praised him, Don isn't the kind of person that goes back on his words so I was subtly scared and waiting for my judgment day in his hands. Ever since that day, I have tried my best to hide myself properly to avoid being seen by him. I'm extremely careful during the early hours of the day and the evenings and nights because that is the time he spends at home. I've spent my time doing chores and assisting in the kitchen while looking out for Maria who has been in the sick bed for 2 weeks, though she is a lot better now. After my work for the day, I didn't feel like hiding inside like I usu

Your performance begins tomorrow. Elena read the message, her face impassive. She then deleted it without a trace. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, practicing the warm, reassuring smile that she would wear the next day. The enemy was not at the gates. The enemy was about to be invited inside for tea. ***

Elena watched the preparations with a strange detached, as if she were watching someone else's life. ‎ ‎ ‎ After 24 hours of fleeing through the forest, she planned to walk straight into the man who wanted to dissect her for parts. ‎ ‎ Elena jumped when Dante quietly appeared beside her and said, "You don't have to do this." "There's another way." ‎"You know there's no other way," Elena said. "Viktor won't negotiate or wait. This is our only play." ‎ ‎ Dante said, "You're very calm about potentially dying."

On that particular Saturday evening, they went out for a late movie and stopped by to get some popcorn, Elena was to get drinks and there was a queue; something felt oddly familiar as she waited in line, the attendant signaled for the next person but the lady in front of Elena did not move forward. The attendant called again “I can help you over here please?” the lady did not bulge. Elena tapped her feet on the ground already getting impatient. She went further to say “excuse me, you are next to be served” she spoke loudly. Still, no answer from the woman, then Elena tapped the lady’s shoulder and repeated the words which she spoke earlier. The lady turned around and looked Elena straight in

Helena pounded the gravel, but the room wasn't still in order. She stood up, her face still in shock. Board members shouted over each other, their voices were sharp with shock and anger. Helena was unable to do anything but watch. In the confusion, Niko slipped away, with a small, satisfied smile on his lips. And then my burner vibrated with a message from an Unknown number. Game over. Or maybe… not.

And there she was again. Same maid uniform. Same ridiculous long sleeves swallowing her frame like it had been designed for someone else entirely. She moved carefully into the room till her eyes met mine. That pull returned instantly. It was heavier this time. Marcel straightened slightly, his eyes flicking between her and me with interest I did not like. “So you are Draven’s— sorry, Alpha Draven’s long lost mate?” he said casually. “What exactly are you, and why does the Alpha’s wolf keep reacting to you?”

—E He stared at the words, unblinking. Then he crumpled the letter in his fist. And screamed. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Elena disappears at dawn….leaving behind her ring and resignation. Sierra has won the first move, but Damien won’t let it be the last.

There were no words left to say—the history between them was too loud for conversation. That night, the ninety days felt like an eternity and a heartbeat all at once. Elena Vance, the daughter of the man who had ruined the Vanderwalls, gave herself to the man who had vowed to destroy her. It wasn't an act of submission; it was a reclamation. In the dark, away from the eyes of the world, they weren't legacies or line items. They were just two people trying to find a way to survive the wreckage of their parents' sins.

The system screen flickered one final time. [Penalty Reason:] [Host attempted to uncover hidden plot information prematurely.] Elena wanted to scream She wanted curse the system. Instead, darkness crashed into her violently. And her body collapsed forward.

"But not all once." The final part of Elenas plan was the dangerous. Not because it required precision. Because it required patience. "We don't stop him yet " Elena said. "We let him think hes winning." Marcus frowned. "Let him think hes winning?" he asked. Elena turned to face them. "Hes expecting us to fight back to protect what's important " she said. "So we don't." Adrians eyes narrowed. "We let him advance enough to feel like hes in control " Elena continued. "Just enough to think hes winning." There was a silence. Heavy. Calculated. ". When he commits?" Adrian asked. Elenas voice was lower. "Then we take everything back."