Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 35: Meeting with Mayor Grant

When Eleanor reached Stockport Town Hall, it was almost time for her meeting with the Mayor. She stepped out of her car and gave a firm nod to her security team, instructing them to remain outside. With measured steps, she walked up to the reception desk.

"Hello, I have an appointment with the Mayor in ten minutes. The name is Eleanor Langford," she said, her voice composed and professional.

The receptionist quickly made a call to the Mayor’s office to confirm her appointment. After a moment, she smiled politely and handed Eleanor a visitor badge.

"You’re all set. One of our security personnel will escort you to the Mayor’s office," the receptionist said.

The uniformed guard led her through the wide corridors of the historic building. When they arrived at the designated office, a woman at a desk stood and approached.

"Are you Miss Eleanor Langford?" the woman asked.

"Yes," Eleanor replied, her tone polite but reserved.

"Please follow me. Madam Mayor is expecting you."

The woman led her through the door into a spacious, well-lit office. It had an air of old-world charm, with oak furniture, a towering bookshelf, and a collection of framed accolades and photographs. Behind the desk, a woman was scribbling something into a notebook. Though the lines beside her eyes and streaks of white in her hair spoke of her age, her aura was vibrant and commanding.

As the footsteps reached her ears, the Mayor glanced up. Her eyes landed on Eleanor’s face and widened slightly with recognition. A smile tugged at her lips as emotion flickered across her expression.

"You almost look like sister Esmeralda when she was young," the Mayor said softly, her voice touched by nostalgia. "I had my doubts when Elliot called me last night... but seeing you now, I would’ve believed you were her daughter even without the call."

bowed her head slightly. "Greetings, Madam Mayor. I am Eleanor Langford... currently known as Eleanor Elizabeth Raynor. It’s an

to a chair in front of her with a smile. "You can call me Aunt. Your mother was like

the offered chair, her posture

said, "Please close the

Madam," the secretary replied and left, gently closing

Eleanor. "I still can’t believe sister Esmeralda had a daughter and that everyone kept

my mother made them promise to keep my existence secret, out of fear of the Langford family. She wanted me to grow up independently, without the influence or danger that came from her past. After I asked Uncle Grant to

sound. "That does sound like something your mother would do. She nearly hated her father back then," she said, then quickly corrected herself.

about the Langfords from Uncle Grant. I know

"You said your surname is Raynor. Are you related to

into

the Mayor remarked. "Do

his name to come up. "Yes, we know each other. He’s close to me... and he’s aware of my connection to Uncle Grant. That means he knows about you, too. He won’t do anything to harm you. But if you ever need anything, feel free to reach out

playing with Freya right now," she thought with a slight smile. She herself didn’t know how her mood changed upon hearing his name. But the Mayor observed it all. After all, dealings with people

a business meeting, nothing to worry about. I

took a deep breath. "Actually, one of the reasons I came today was to learn more about my grandparents and the Langford family. I’ve never visited my mother’s grave. I’d like to do that now... so many years have passed. Uncle

can easily find it online. They have a private cemetery within the estate, and your mother was buried there. As for your grandfather, I haven’t had much contact with the family recently. The last time I saw him, he was the Leader of the House of Lords. He’s since retired,

information and forwarded

thing. I heard you’re planning to run for the next General Election

it for the past three years. The current MP’s

tone becoming cooler and more serious. "If you decide to run, I can help you behind the scenes. But you have to fight for the home office. I need someone there. Just remember, politics can get dirty. Your opponents won’t fight fair. I