Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

The hand released me after a minute of struggling.

When I managed to gather enough air to breathe, I turned away from the fountain.

I search for someone's presence. But no one's around. I looked to the side, behind. In front and

on top of Selena's Wall where ravens usually rest.

But no one was around me; no one was with me in Aurora's Waters in this gilded

fountain. Only silence devoured the entire space.

"Elaine, you've been-oh my Aurora, why are you so wet?!" Melissa rushed to me, holding on to her belly as she ran to where I am sitting on the ground.

"I'm fine for now," I replied with a gloomy voice. My face is so wet as well as my clothes, waters dripping from my hair and body as I stood and strolled towards her.

The wind brushing in my path makes me shake in coldness, not to mention I am only wearing a thin see-through dress over a white sleeveless and shorts.

"Someone tried to drown me," I blurted out as I wiped a tear from my eyes.

Melissa's eyes radiate with shock and fear. "Where?” Her voice is shaking. I can sense it. "I didn't even notice it until my head was already on the water and my lungs almost filled with water that hindered me from breathing."

"The fountain is sacred. How blasphemous of that bastard who tried to drown you!"

"Did you see who drowned me?" I asked out of nowhere. I don't know why.

Melissa did not blink. "I only saw a man stalking behind you as you left me and your food

in Café Del Luna..."

I inhaled a sharp breath through my nose. "Fuck, they're still here!"

My sister-in-law hugged her arms as she asked in a whisper, yielding a step forward to

me. "Who?"

***

"The Hearteaters," I gritted my teeth as I shook the water from my body.

Our eyes locked and time seemed to slow down.

; Jose knew why I was standing in his glass balcony while his back faced me.

Around us was only a shadowy light since his abode is nestled by two huge mansions in

the front and back and on either side. The fine mist of water that sprayed off the falls of his resort-like pool beside the veranda clouded my vision for a heartbeat.

Jose curled his palms into a fist and the waterfalls stopped, the noise of the waters fading into utter quietude until only me and his breathing can be heard.

"I should have checked on you and her." His voice is different, sadly different from the cheerful Jose I knew.; It seemed as if his world shattered, raining down sadness on his soul as he began to cry.

Woeful and full of guilt, those emotions radiate as he slowly stepped towards me and opened his arms in a hug.

I hugged back, filling my nose with his calm scent that made me wish under the cold sun that he's my brother. Jose seems fluffy on the outside but he's the most emotional one so far I've seen far more emotional than Tyler.

"Are all White Wolves this emotional?" I asked. It was originally a joke meant to make him laugh but he ended up sobbing more.

He did smile for a second but that was eventually replaced with the laughter of his tears falling from those beautiful masculine russet eyes.

When he parted from me, I leaned my head back against the pillars of his balcony and took a deep gulp of noon air.

I was afraid to admit it. But I could almost taste Rowena's words of awful truth fresh and bitter on my tongue: there is a possibility that I may be Eliane's reincarnation.

  Jose's warm hand settled on top of my shoulders.

"Did you really not see them? Jason and two Brown Wolves in wolf form enter the basement?"

; Jose opened his mouth, only to find out that not even a 'no' would come out. "It's my fault," my voice rasped and croaked. "It's my fault!" I punched the wall

repeatedly. "It's my fault! It's my fault! It's my fau—"

"You are not the only one to blame." My cry was stuck on my throat as he held up my hand and turned me away from the wall. I looked up at him, my eyes still wet with my own tears.

"I have been on the outside of the door the entire time. It's also impossible that it was Jason

because he was in his Fortress the entire time, practicing for the band that played in the reception of your wedding."

  I know Jose is telling the truth. But... "I know what I saw, Jose!"

"I know," he nodded. "Those bastards are using dark magic that makes them execute

their move without being noticed." He clicked his tongue, hands on his waist.

a cat.

"Is there another mole?" It was a question I should not ask. But as always, I am curious asnoveldrama

"No," he shook his head. "We have put two Brown Wolves, two White Wolves, and two Black Wolves on both entrances. I guess those pricks now know how to go undetected, thanks to the teaching and blood magic of Eliane."

  Eliane Jose spitted her name with utter disgust and hatred. Eliane...

Am I really Eliane?

I could have been mistaken but-

'I am you. You are me...' I can feel the coldness of her voice in my ears, sending shivers

deep in my bones.

"But how did they enter? It's entirely impossible that creatures blessed by three Goddesses have been surpassed by entities created by a mere witch who wields dark and blood magic!"

My husband's bestfriend and right-hand man inhaled through his nose, eyes darting to where Selena's Wall stood strong, stretching far and wide between Stella's Soul and the Misty Forest. "Eliane is no mere witch. I'm sure of that."

Yeah, she is. Judging by the fact that her essence still lingers in modern existence even when two hundred years have already passed.

The sound of approaching footsteps made me jerk from where I was standing and hide behind Jose's back, hugging his copper muscular arm as the sound gets louder, the footsteps

nearer.

"Tyler?" I muttered his name but only a cloudy breath due to the surroundings getting cold appeared.

"It's not what you think," Jose advanced; his body is in a position that seems ready to pounce at my husband if he ever attacked first.

But my husband only smiled, wolfish teeth flashing. "Bro, you forgot you told me that

you're gay, remember?"

I tilted my head in question and curiosity, brows furrowing as me and Jose's gaze met. Brown eyes meet green eyes.

"What?" He asked, a smirk slowly creeping across his handsome brotherly face.