Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 108: Attack at the Hotel

Before Eleanor could bring them down completely, a bullet whizzed past... just an inch above Anatoly’s head. The sharp crack of impact shattered the momentary calm as glass splintered across the room.

Eleanor’s eyes darted to the small hole in the window and the mark on the wall. The target was clear. Anatoly Ignatov. If he had remained standing a second longer, his head would have been blown off.

Without flinching, Eleanor looked straight into his eyes. "You’re the target. Lie down. Don’t move. I’ll handle the rest."

Her tone left no room for argument.

She turned toward her guards. "Sebastian, pull down the curtains. We have a sniper. Proceed with extreme caution."

The shadow team, trained for moments like this, crawled across the floor and reached the windows. One of them yanked the thick curtains closed, casting the restaurant into a dim, tense silence.

Chaos exploded soon after.

Most of the guests had frozen for a few seconds, stunned by the sudden violence. But as reality sank in... the shattering glass, the sound of a bullet embedding in the wall... panic took over. Screams pierced the air as people scrambled to escape. Some overturned chairs, others crawled under tables. A few headed for the exit in a mad rush, their shoes slipping on the polished floor.

Despite the disorder, Eleanor remained calm. She crouched low and surveyed the scene. A few tables away, oil shipping tycoon Vladimir Egorov and his private security team were lying on the floor. His men, likely ex-military, had reacted swiftly, shielding their boss.

Sebastian crawled over to Eleanor and whispered, "Ma’am, I suggest we leave immediately. They may send a backup team to cover for the failed hit."

"Agreed," Eleanor nodded. She turned on her earpiece. "Comms check."

"Always on," Sebastian replied instantly.

She glanced at Anastasiya, who was still sitting on the floor, visibly shaken. "Miss, is this man important to you?" Eleanor asked, pointing toward Anatoly.

Anastasiya nodded, her voice quieter than before. "Yes, very."

It was the first time she had ever been in a situation like this... where her life was genuinely in danger. She had sparred with blades and trained in combat, but no one had ever tried to assassinate her. Watching how Eleanor and her team responded... calm, coordinated, lethal... sent a chill down her spine.

She suddenly understood why Eleanor was so respected... and feared.

and wariness. If Natasha had said he wasn’t important, he suspected the young woman would’ve left him to die without blinking. A bitter smile

what it means to operate at

made their move," he muttered to himself. "But a sniper? I

beside him and crouched low. "Can

a

Head down and

to the kitchen at the back of the restaurant. A few kitchen staff were hiding behind shelves and

service door?" Sebastian asked

a bright orange door in the corner. The team moved silently, leading the group through the door and into a

checking the windows for possible

the area was clear, Eleanor gave her next

entire floor. No one comes in without my approval... not even the police. Right

Cassandra. "Contact the pilot. We leave

stepped aside to make

your suite. He’ll be

Anatoly. "Do you have any allies in law enforcement who

blinked, surprised. "Yes. The Moscow City Police

stake, and I won’t be protecting you much longer.

nodded, already reaching

Cassandra into her suite and closed the

"call Knight Petrov and explain the situation. The police will arrive soon, and since this is your territory,

replied. She sat on the plush sofa, catching her

said we’ll be ready to leave in two hours,

She’ll board the helicopter directly from outside. I don’t want

off the phone with

a sigh of relief and finally sat down. "Then I can relax for a

into the cushions. "You were so cool. How did you sense

after dodging