There was another knock on the door outside, which made me very scared. Why was Lawrence coming to see me again? Wasn't what he had done to me in the park enough? I heard him stand at the door and call out to me, "Eleanor."
I was so scared that I hid my body behind the curtain, but I noticed that Lawrence's voice seemed much softer now. It was no longer the same vicious, hateful anger that had torn me apart.
I carefully got up and walked behind the door to my room, suppressing my apprehension and telling him, "I want to sleep." I tried to sound weak and tired.
The energy of a werewolf was different from an ordinary human, and I almost thought I was going to die by Lawrence in the park. At that moment, my body was in so much pain that I couldn't lift a bit of strength.
Lawrence stood at
