Years Accompanied by Demons

Chapter 62 He was a werewolf

Eleanor's POV

Lawrence and I had a rather nice dinner.

At night,as I lay in bed and thought about what had happened today, I felt a little scared. I kept thinking about that young man. I was walking on the lonely road behind my company when someone came up to me with a knife.

I also remembered the image of my father, who was killed by a werewolf.

I got out of bed and opened the curtains, looking at the moonlight outside. The silvery moonlight shone on the swimming pool outside. The water in the pool looked clear and blue, like a beautiful sapphire, which made my mood relax a little. I closed my eyes and tried to force myself to fall into a deep sleep.

However, in a short time, one nightmare after another followed.

I dreamed that Stella forced Lawrence to kill me, and Lawrence came to me. He reached out and grabbed my neck. No matter how hard I struggled, he wouldn't let go.

I kept slapping his hand and even screamed out loud, when I heard Lawrence's voice-

"Eleanor, Eleanor, how are y