Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 3 - Fate

Stepping off the bus, Eleanor surveyed her surroundings. The highway stretched ahead; she looked at the security cameras positioned near the zebra crossings. If she followed the designated path, there was a risk her image would be captured. Something she couldn't afford now.

Instead, she deviated further down the road, away from the crossing, her footsteps quick but careful. She glanced left, then right. The road was empty.

She stepped onto the asphalt, her heartbeat accelerating with every step. The cold wind nipped at her exposed skin, but she barely noticed. She was so close, just a few more feet, and she'd hurried to cross the road.

Then she heard it. A deafening roar. The aggressive growl of a high-performance engine shattered the silence, reverberating in her ears.

Her head snapped toward the sound just as the shiny frame of a sports car came dashing toward her, headlights glaring like twin suns in the dim light.

Panic surged through her veins, and she bolted. But her body, weakened from exhaustion and hunger, failed her. Her foot caught on a loose stone, and before she could recover, she stumbled forward.

Brakes screeched... metal against rubber, the scent of burning tires filling the air. The blinding glare of headlights came in front of her.

Then pain exploded through her body. The world spun in a dizzying blur. Darkness swallowed her whole world.

**

A low, rhythmic beeping pulled Eleanor from the void of unconsciousness. Her eyelids fluttered, the dim glow of fluorescent light stabbing through the haze. A dull throbbing coursed through her body; her limbs heavy as stone.

As her vision slightly adjusted, her gaze landed on a bizarre sight... a woman seated nearby, scrolling through a phone. But it wasn't the woman's presence that made Eleanor's breath hitch.

It was her face.

Or rather, the animalistic muzzle covered in short, russet fur. Large, pointed ears twitched above her head, glasses perched neatly on her narrow snout. A fox's head on a human body.

Panic flared in Eleanor's chest. Her sluggish mind barely managed to string together a thought. "Am I in hell? Is this some kind of nightmare?" she thought.

of hell is this...? There's no peace even after death..." she muttered weakly; her voice

woman with the foxlike features, turned her head as Eleanor's faint words

her chair, she moved to the bedside,

the infirmary," she instructed.

immediately, "I'll be there

landing on the unconscious form of

out again?"

she saw me in my wolf form and

out a low sigh. "That... makes

soon. When she does, you'll need to explain everything to her. She has a choice to make, and I can delay it only

asked, "Did you erase all

nod. "Yes. From the park to here, there's no trace of her escape. If I hadn't recognized her clothes, tracking her would've

three days. She had cash and jewelry on her, but no phone or personal device.

I made sure the police wouldn't be able to trace her. I also asked Uncle Xavier to

glint in her eyes, she added, "Now, it's your time to shine. Help her through this, and who knows..." She winked. "You've liked her for a long

Seriously, just go. I'll

left the room, leaving Ethan

he looked at her pale face. His mind drifted back to the first day of university...

fallen for

but it wasn't long before he learned that she already had a boyfriend

graduation, he kept tabs on her. He knew of her recent struggles. He wanted to help her but never dared to interfere... until now. Fate had thrown her into his path, quite literally.

her gaze unfocused at first. Then she saw him—the same black suit he had worn since the first day of

with a face that captured the hearts of every girl on campus. Many had approached him, but he politely turned them down, always saying he believed in traditional marriage and that

Why would you be here?" Her voice was barely above a whisper. "Am

leaned forward. "No, you're awake.

relaxed slightly. "Good..." But then something clicked in her mind, and she stiffened. "Wait. How long was I unconscious?