Chapter 115. The New Alpha of the True North Pack

Dozens of wolves froze as her gaze slithered around them, instantly falling on their knees as her aura slammed into their wolves and made them whimper.

The wounded who had just risen from the healing serum almost collapsed again under the weight of her gaze.

Then, the witch found what she was looking for.

“There,” She pointed, “There is my Price, Eleanor. The price you’re about to give me, for the gift I’ve given you,”

Eleanor followed the witch’s pointed fingers, scanning through the crowd of dying wolves and finally fell on who they wanted. Who they had appeared here for. On seeing him, her eyes became devoid of any emotions - reflecting the heartless nature she’s always had.

As she stared at the price, she knew she had no regrets. When the Witch had first named her price, Eleanor had felt devastated. It was something she didn’t think she could pay. How could she?!

‘He abandoned you first, Eleanor ‘ the Witch had said to her back then in the all