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~Theodore~
Her once frozen hands push against my chest again so I am forced away from her to where I am standing in front of her.
Her eyes trail across my face as the mate bond sparks spread across my body from where her hands are pressed against my chest.
"Consent, Theodore," She says before shoving pass me, opening the door and leaving it so as I hear her footsteps quiet as she descends the steps.Don't ever take control like that again. I growl to my wolf, causing him to whimper in my head.
I-I'm sorry, I just couldn't. . I just couldn't stand her talking about herself that way. Saying that we don't care about her, she must know we do, she has to, I just got mad. . Theodore. . She knows, doesn't she?
I shake my head lightly. Honestly Stephan. . I'm not so sure she knows much of anything about us. .His head bolts up and a gasp escapes his lips.
What?
Her wolf. . I can hear her, ever so faintly. . she's whining. . Theodore she's upset!
Wait wait wait, you can hear her wolf? Since when!?Just now, Theodore find her! I have to know what's wrong!
I storm out of my room and head down the stairs, following the scent of my little mate.
"Theodore?" I hear Oliver's voice and shake my head as I exit the pack house, heading to the left, following the trail of Eleanor's scent.Only a moment later I notice her following the outline of the forest, trailing her hand across each tree she passes.
I speed up and she turns her head to me, she rolls her eyes before turning away.
"What do you want, Nightly?" She questions and I feel a pang of hurt go through me. I hate how she calls me Nightly, she doesn't address me as her mate, heck she doesn't even address me as an Alpha."Uh. . Stephan, he-"
"That's not your wolf, is it? God I hope not, its gonna make Ashley go nuts. . " She says, muttering the last bit to herself.
"Um. . He said he can, er, hear your wolf whimpering. ." I say following closely behind her as she continues her way down the line of trees.
"Well, at least I'm not the only one suffering. . Oh would you hush Ashley," She says, once again muttering the last bit to herself.
I want to talk to her, please Theodore.
"He wants to talk to her," I state and she immediately turns around, her hair spinning around her as she plants a glare on me.
"You really think any part of me wants to let him?" She snarls and I take a step back.
"litt-"
"Don't fricking call me that!" She growls.
"Eleanor. . " She growls again before her eyes fade over.We stand there for a minute, her body still and breath silent, I look over her again, not in an inappropriate way, just admiring her.
She growls and I bolt my head back up to her.
"Yeah, I totally don't feel violated," She snarls and I look down.
"Sorry. . "
I flash my eyes back up to her face, her eyes back in a non-focused look.
I lift my head as they come back into focus.She stares at me silently for a moment before opening her mouth slightly.
"I- How?" She asks softly and I snap my eyes from the trees around her to look at her eyes.
They look no different. . so this can't be her wolf, but then. ."How can he hear my whimpers?" She asks and I raise an eyebrow.
"But. . Your eyes. . " I trail off and she smiles slightly.
"Me and Eleanor have basically identical eye colors, mine are only slightly lighter, very unnoticeable to the untrained eye.
It seems that a thought enters her head because her smile falls, but its only for a second.
"Did she say your name was Ashley?" I ask and she nods lightly.
"Eleanor doesn't like me very much, I don't think. . " She says and I give her a questioning look.
"Why's that?"
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The Alpha's Broken Runt
WerewolfEleanor Harthsbrook was the sole survivor of her pack after the attack. Captured and imprisoned in the confines of her attacker's land, Eleanor had lost all hope of ever being who she was before, or learning who she could be. All she knew was their...