Eleanor’s POV.

“Eleanor.” Paul stopped me before my hand touched the door handle. “I’ll see you soon.”

I left him reluctantly straddling Warner Lupine on the floor. Paul’s arm was restricting Warner the man who seemed almost too powerful was reduced to a gurgling mess on the floor all because of the man I loved.

Paul’s quiet pleading for me to leave him alone in the room was enough to propel me out of the elaborate suite. The hallway of the hotel ...