Eleanor got to work the next day in a good mood, and it was as a result of what transpired the previous night between her and Drakken. He had taken her back to his room after they went riding, and they slept together. She had been worried her nightmares were going to resurface again and startle him, but none of that happened. She felt at peace and had a good sleep for the first time in a long while.It felt somewhat out of place that she would feel the most safe in Drakken’s arms. Then again, he was still her enemy even though he called her mate and mentioned their sharing a striking bond. That must be the real cause of why she can't stop thinking about him. It was quite selfish of her to bond with the enemy when he was the reason Mrs. Goldberg was locked up, and her son hidden away somewhere, but Eleanor’s heart felt lighter and happier that morning.She saw Emma walk into the hospital and wiped the smile off her face, not wanting to be scolded for daydreaming during work. That wo

After a few days, Evie was unable to find Mrs. Goldberg’s whereabouts so Eleanor took it upon herself to uncover the woman’s location. It was past two in the afternoon when she decided to take a leave from work and check out the workers in the gardens. Evie had mentioned Mrs. Goldberg works in the garden, so it was only reasonable to check there first.The main problem was asking Emma for permission to temporarily leave work. Eleanor would have to come up with a lie. Emma would not easily allow her to go see her neighbor in the gardens in the middle of work.Eleanor approached Emma having her lunch break, a combination of biscuits and coffee, Emma’s back facing the door."What do you want?" Emma stunned Eleanor with her question."How did you know I was here?"Emma snorted. “I heard you coming from a mile ago. I do not appreciate people sneaking up on me."Eleanor waved her hands in the air in denial. "I was not sneaking up on you." Then she hesitated a bit with her next words, picki

Months passed and Eleanor was starting to find a bit of happiness in the palace. The Alpha King has been taking her to see Nicky from time to time, making her more relaxed than the previous months.Eleanor took up more responsibilities in the hospital as it turned out she was a fast learner. Even her relationship with Emma was no longer as rigid but she still sensed there was something odd about the girl sometimes. But she could not quite place a finger on what it was. Emma never let on too much information about herself and had this air of mystery surrounding her. But Eleanor didn’t let that trouble her.What worried her was the fact that she still had not found Mrs. Goldberg after all these time. Eleanor did not want to think she was dead. She believed words would have gotten to her already if that were the case.Evie was her only trusted informant in the palace but the lady also had no clue about Mrs. Goldberg’s whereabouts.Today, Evie walked into Eleanor’s room after she returned

Standing there at the door watching his father plummeting into that girl from behind, so intent that they didn't even notice him enter, Drakken's blood boiled, anger like a raw silver stabbed unto his vein making him feel metal in his tongue. He has never wanted to kill his father so much as it raged through at that moment. So this was what he did? This was why his mother's smile has never truly reached her eyes right from when he was a boy. There is no way this would be the first time. Drakken just knew. His body shook, his wolf threatening to burst through but he reined it in, trying to be calm. No wonder his mother was looking pale initially, and almost half of the time. His father was slowly killing her!Drakken thought of leaving the room and going back to comfort his mother but then his feet couldn't move and then unable to hold himself back, he cleared his throat, causing his father's head to snap in his direction, and rapidly jumped away from the girl, his manhood still sta

Drakken’s eyes peeled open at the break of dawn with no recollection of the previous night, or how he got to his bed. He caught a whiff of Eleanor’s scent on his bed and body. She had been there with him. She slept in his room last night.His hazy memory only recalled Gregory coming into his study along with Eleanor, and scolding the boy’s nanny for allowing him to roam the palace that late at night. His head had blanked out after that. He rubbed his banging head with a sigh, feeling frustrated and agitated.Frustrated because he could not remember what happened last night, and agitated for being that careless. What if he forced himself on her while being under the influence of alcohol? Was she mad at him?Sitting there with those horrific thoughts and no answers, he decided to go in search of her and confirm if she was in good shape and to make sure he didn’t hurt her in his moment of relapse. On his way, he spotted someone with a striking resemblance to Eleanor walking down the ha