C62 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