Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 66: Dominic Blanc

After ending the call with Fiona, Eleanor leaned back in her chair, letting her thoughts wander toward the journeys that lay ahead. Both Nigeria and India awaited her attention... two vastly different regions, yet equally crucial for her expanding empire.

"This might actually work in my favor," she mused silently, tapping a finger on the table. "As the future leader of the Raynor Clan, it’s essential that I start mingling with other clans and supernatural forces early on. Business cooperation is a perfect avenue to forge strong, mutually beneficial relationships."

Without wasting time, she picked up her phone and dialed Dominic Blanc.

"Hello, Grandpa. How’s your health today?" she asked warmly.

"Eleanor! I’m doing fine, thank you. What can I help you with?" Dominic replied in his usual composed voice.

"Oh! You sound busy, so I won’t waste your time. I need a favor," she said, then added, "Grandma told me you have some connections with the Bultungin Clan. I need to meet their Clan Head as soon as possible. Could you help arrange that?"

"Werehyenas?" he exclaimed in mild surprise. "Why do you want to meet them?"

"I’m about to establish a private economic zone in Nigeria. Grandma suggested I seek their protection for supernatural security. Plus, it’s an opportunity to build diplomatic ties early. It’ll be useful in the long run," Eleanor explained.

"Well, if your clan head has already endorsed this, I won’t question it," he said after a pause. "Give me five minutes. I’ll make a call and get back to you."

He ended the call without another word. Eleanor hadn’t even lowered her phone before it buzzed again, this time with a notification from the darknet website that had once posted a kill order for her.

narrowed her eyes. That

was planning to visit Russia to deal with this in person," she muttered, opening her handbag to retrieve her Bittium mobile, "but the pile of work in the office

navigated through layers of encryption until a secure shell loaded the darknet interface. Using admin-level access provided by hacker ZeroWarden, she

loaded her previous kill order. It had been

was also a note... "Previous

new group’s digital footprint. Though they used a US-based proxy network, the original IP address traced back to Haarlem, Netherlands. That alone was enough for

off-limits for this type of operation," she calculated silently. "Depending on the weather and where they land, it’ll take five to seven hours to cross, then

back again, sighing. "That means I’m safe for today... and maybe even tomorrow. I should expect them

another call from

Bultungin Clan’s main members. Fortunately, he was near their Clan Head. They’ve agreed to meet you in five days. You’ll be picked up directly from

much,

thank me. But remember... be careful there. This is not your usual playground. Ask your Matriarch to dispatch the

I’ll be respectful," she

gift for the old man. He has a taste for vintage wine. Bring something special... if he likes you, you won’t face any problems in the future," Dominic added,

phone down, her shadow guard, Isadora Blanc, materialized

trail you assigned her. She’s encountered something and would like to

you can call her now,"

her phone. "She’s on