Eleanor Hazel's POV

Lawrence looked at me, his eyes were desperate and stubborn: "No, Eleanor..."

He struggled to stand up, but the werewolf next to him kicked him, leaving Lawrence on the ground injured again.

The corners of his mouth were covered with blood, but he smiled at me and said, "If you die, the world will have no meaning to me."

"I'm your husband. I won't leave my wife behind. Even if we will die, we shall die together."

I shed painful tears. I didn't know what I should do to save Lawrence and me. Was it on my own?

I hated my weakness and incompetence. Why did they...