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.

to his life. He watched Eleanor with curiosity and wariness. If Natasha had said he wasn’t important, he suspected the

it means to operate at the top?"

targeted and understood. "They finally made their move," he muttered to himself. "But a sniper? I

him and crouched

gave a

Head down and stay

their way to the kitchen at the back of the restaurant. A few kitchen staff were hiding

the service door?" Sebastian asked

the group through the door and into a staircase. They climbed quickly to the top floor, checking each corridor

went ahead, checking the windows

the area was clear, Eleanor gave her next set of

one comes in without my approval... not even the police. Right now, I

to Cassandra. "Contact the pilot. We

nodded and stepped aside

to your suite. He’ll be

back to Anatoly. "Do you have any allies in law enforcement who outrank the local officers

Moscow City Police Commissioner. He’s a personal

Call him. Ask him to come personally. Your life is at stake, and I won’t be protecting you much longer. Also... don’t mention

reaching for his

Cassandra into her suite

will arrive soon, and since this

will," Anastasiya replied. She sat on the plush

returned from her call. "Boss, the pilot said we’ll be ready to leave in two

board the helicopter directly from outside. I

"I just got off the phone with Sir Petrov. He’s already on his

a sigh of relief and finally sat

sense

faintly. "You’ll understand after