Chapter Eight

By the time it was almost midnight, Eleanor’s personal maid found her in one of the halls. The sound of her sobs had led the maid in her direction.

Eleanor was not sure how long she sat there crying, but she was more than relieved to see someone she was familiar with. She was beginning to lose hope anyone would come find her by such time of the night.

"I had almost gone mad looking everywhere for you, Miss," the girl said, lifting Eleanor up to her feet, guiding her out of the hallway. "I was worried thinking you had left."

"I’d leave if I could," Eleanor huffed, recalling what went down in the Alpha King’s room. "How is everyone so comfortable knowing the Alpha is keeping me hostage?" she cupped her mouth quickly. It was supposed to be a thought.

She hurried through a series of corners with the maid so she would not lose her and get lost again. "He is the Alpha King. He makes the rules.We are only here to follow them...” The girl sighed.

“I'm sorry about how he treats you. He is nev