Eleanor's POVLawrence was missing. When Stella left the ward on that day, I had called him. Being very nervous, Lawrence left the hospital. I didn't know what had happened, but my intuition told me that something wrong must have happened to Stella.I was still in the hospital for my recuperation, because in the attack, my injuries were so severe that the doctor had advised me not to discharge, thus I had to stay here, waiting for Lawrence back.I tried to contact with Lawrence, but he didn't answer my calls. Later, his phone was also off.I called Lawrence's assistant – Mayer, who had told me that Stella had suicided.When I first heard the news, I was completely shocked, siting in the ward, not knowing how to respond to the sudden evil tidings.Mayer had told me that Lawrence was so aggrieved that at first, he refused to take Stella to the funeral home, and even stayed with Stella's body for all night.Until the next morning, the undertakers came to take Stella away. Lawrence did n

Eleanor's POV.I moved out of the hospital, but Lawrence didn't come home. I was the only one in the large villa.I tried to contact Lawrence, but Lawrence wasn't answering my calls. He told Mayer to tell me that he was fine and that he wanted me not to worry.I knew that he must be in emotional turmoil right now, so he refused to have any contact with me.I could only ask Mayer to take good care of him and then wait for him to come back to this villa.The villa was a bit dirty and dusty because no one was living there. I started to clean the room. Well, maybe this was just a way to calm me down. I had to find something to do to take my mind off the things that were bothering me, like Stella's death and Lawrence's loss.I wanted to keep myself busy and fulfilled in this way. If it was during normal times, I would be happy to do these chores. I enjoyed decorating my home and making it look nice, which gave me a sense of satisfaction and happiness. Unfortunately, nowadays, such a move s

Lawrence's POVI was attacked by Logan and the pack of werewolves, who were in large numbers, so I had to be cautious.I didn't understand why Logan had the confidence that he was able to protect Eleanor well from these werewolves after killing me. But one thing could be sure: In Logan's heart, his hatred for me outstripped his worry for Eleanor. Had something happened after I left?I severely wounded several of the werewolves. When Logan assaulted at me, I lifted him up by grabbing his neck.He tried to struggle, which was totally in vain. Soon, Logan was suffocating, tugging at my fingers as if he was trying to get out of my hands.looking at him with disdain and sarcasm in my eyes, I spoke, "See? Logan, you will never be my match." Seeing that I had no intention of releasing him, Logan groped into his pocket, taking out a small fruit knife, and then stabbed it into my arm without any hesitation.My arm bleeding instantly, I had to let go of Logan due to the intense pain. Being unb

Eleanor's POV.Trying to adapt to life as a werewolf didn't seem easy.Just like me now, I could never control my strength, and I was always bothered by the werewolf's overly sensitive sense of hearing and smell.When holding things, I would often crush things because of my overpowering strength. Even when I watered the flowers in the garden, I would accidentally rip the hose and get the water everywhere. And my acute sense of hearing and smell. The sounds around me, including the sound of passers-by gossiping and talking, including the sound of cars honking, bothered me a lot. Even when workers were working to clean the sewer in the distant park, I could clearly smell the stench.I didn't know how Lawrence put up with this, but it just seemed like too much work.Lawrence seemed very normal about it, and did not feel very troubled. He said, "Maybe it's because I've been living like this since I was a kid, so I'm used to it."I couldn't help but exclaim, "It is really hard to be a were

ELEANOR's POVI began to contact my former landlord, Mrs. Smith, in the hope of renting her house again.Luckily, Mrs. Smith was very happy to have me back. After all, I had never missed any rent or behaved badly during the time I had rented her house.Mrs. Smith even complained to me, "Gosh, Eleanor, your presence is godsent. Ever since you left, I've had only horrible tenants. The couple who rented my house was terrible! They made a mess of the place and when they finally left, they left nothing but junk at the house!"Mrs. Smith shuddered at the thought and quickly took my hand as if she was afraid to let me go. "It was a nightmare. But don't worry Eleanor, I've cleaned the house. You can come and see it first before you decide."I replied, "No, I've lived there before and know how it is. I trust you, Mrs. Smith."I gave Mrs. Smith the money for the rental by transfer and agreed on a time to move in, but Lawrence was very upset about it."Eleanor, do you really have to live somewhe