Years Accompanied by Demons

Eleanor's POV

"It seems that you are still a virgin." The man grabbed my hair and forced me to look at him, making me scared.

My name was Eleanor Hazel. I was an employee of a foreign trade company. That day, I was attacked on the way to the underground parking lot after work. The strange man dragged me to the corner of the parking lot, tore off my suit and skirt, and took off my underwear. Then without any foreplay, he directly invaded my body. He hit me violently as if venting his hatred and anger.

It felt excruciating. Because of his action, my back kept hitting and rubbing the rough wall. I didn't even know if there was bleeding. I could only reach out to push him, bite him with my teeth, and keep asking him, "Please stop. It hurts, please. I can give you whatever you want, but please let me go."

The man wearing a dark blue hat pocket coat kept kissing and biting my body. His breath was getting heavier and heavier. It was a kind of breath that I couldn't describe. It seemed that this kind of breath made him more and more out of control. Suddenly, he stopped, looked at me suspiciously, and said firmly, "You're a werewolf?"

I trembled and replied, "No, I'm just an ordinary human..."

I gasped as he rose, hid his head, and approached me. To my surprise, there were golden beast-like eyes. He was a werewolf!

In our world, werewolves and ordinary humans live together. Werewolves were born with wisdom and strength. They often acted as the upper dominator in society. So, as a normal human, I had no chance to go against the actions of werewolves at all. Just like me at that time in the hands of that man. Even if I were struggling, it wouldn't help.

The men seemed crazier after asking me, which made me feel pain and fear. I was constantly crying and begging for mercy. Werewolves were gifted in the sex aspect. I seized the opportunity to kick his waist like an ordinary human, but he folded my legs to his chest.

My consciousness was getting weaker and weaker. At that time, I seemed to see a red dot. There was a camera near us, facing our private place, with the sign 'live' on it. 'God, is this man crazy? He wanted to broadcast it live.'

My body began to stiffen. Although the location was remote, there was no guarantee that no one would come close. I couldn't imagine what humiliation and trouble I would face if my colleagues in the company saw me with this strange man or if this crazy man broadcasted what we were doing. It would be too bad.

The man's behavior became crazier. At first, he seemed to want to intimidate and threaten me or something to take revenge on me in this way. But then he seemed fascinated with my body, like an attracted beast that couldn't control himself.

He buried his head in my neck kissed it. Such contact frightened me. I wanted to push him away, but the man raised his hands and pressed them on the wall. He put me in a suspended position, and the other hand began to touch my back. "Has Logan ever touched you like this? It seems not."

The man suddenly mentioned Logan's name, which made me tremble. Logan Christopher was a werewolf and my boyfriend. We had been in love for nearly a year. I used to feel confused and inferior. After all, Logan is so excellent. He had a high position in the company and a lot of wealth. He could perfectly solve any problems at work.

In my opinion, he was also a very gentle and charming man. This kind many female colleagues in the company were interested in him, but I didn't even know why he chose me. But Logan's tenderness gave me the courage to fall in love with him, and I was willing to believe that these were no problems as long as I fell in love.

I asked him in a trembling voice, "Do you know Logan?"

The man replied, "Of course, I know him very well. I'm his brother-in-law."

It's impossible! Had Logan married? He already had another wife in reality? So, what kind of relationship was between us? Did Logan deceive me in everything?

I could still remember the last time I saw Logan. He put many flowers in my arms, which were sunflowers, and I liked them very much. Logan said it was very similar to me.

Then, he gently kissed my forehead and made an appointment with me for next weekend.

Logan was sometimes busy because of work. But on weekends, he would accompany me. We often went to the nearby cinema for dates.

The man pulled my hair and threatened, "Stella and Logan have been married for three years. They are destined mates, so your existence makes her very sad. Logan even wants to divorce her for you. I won't allow you to destroy my sister's marriage."

'Stella, who's that? Logan's wife?'

I did hear Logan call a woman named Stella before. His tone was very ambiguous every time he talked about her. At that time, I thought Logan had another woman and had a quarrel with him, but he explained that it was a high school girl who always liked to bug him. Also, he said he would introduce us if he had a chance.

I believed him without reservation, but now, the man's words turned out to have deceived me.

My tears came out, but the man's attack continued, and my body kept hitting the wall because of his actions.

I felt hurt, but it didn't seem to matter anymore. The man finally threw me to the ground and warned, "Don't get close to Logan again. Or I'll make you more desperate than this!"

The man left. My naked body leaned against the corner wall and looked wet.

It took me a long time to get up from the ground, tidy up my clothes, and quickly return to the company.

It was too bad here. I didn't want to stay here anymore. Maybe leaving was the best choice.

I should forget Logan and everything here, including what I just experienced in the underground parking lot.

I went back to the office to pack up. My colleagues were off duty. Logan once called me, but I didn't answer.

I didn't know how to face him. The man I love and infatuate with was a liar.

While I was packing, someone came in. That was a woman with red hair and tight black clothes. She looked sexy and powerful. I guessed she was a werewolf because werewolves were different from ordinary humans. It was easy to judge them on appearance.

Seeing me packing up, she rushed forward, grabbed the box in my hand, and threw it to the ground. I thought she should be Logan's wife, the woman named Stella Willow.

She seemed insane and hated me.

Stella asked me angrily, "Are you, Eleanor? Logan's little girlfriend outside?"

I was exhausted because the experience in the underground parking lot made my body tremble. The werewolf had great strength that I couldn't push them away. I could only say, "Stella, all this is a misunderstanding. I didn't know he was married, and I was also a victim..."

Stella pushed me to my desk. My back hit the desk, and the documents were scattered on the ground.

She strangled my neck and yelled at me like crazy, "how dare you seduce my husband? Otherwise, he won't divorce me. It's all because of you! If you disappear, he will stay with me forever! "

I had difficulty breathing and kept patting Stella's hand, saying in a hoarse voice, "Stella, please calm down."

I tried to push Stella away, but she threw me away and hit my forehead on the next desk.

My forehead was hurt. 'It must be bleeding right now.'

Stella approached me and threatened, "Leave my husband, or I'll let you know what it's like to die."

Stella turned and walked away. I was left on the ground, choking and coughing violently.

I quickly got up from the ground, touched the phone on the table, and booked a flight to Bristol. The flight at 5 p.m. tomorrow meant I could leave there entirely in more than ten hours.

My family and relatives had lived there. So, I should go back and reunite with them. Maybe for the next time in life, I would find a job and start a new life there.

I picked up the things scattered on the ground and escaped from the company before finishing all the things. But it was too dark at that time. There was no one in the street, and I felt someone was following me. 'Who is that? Stella? Or the man who has left?'

What did this man want to do when he caught me up? Or was it Stella who tried to kill me?

I was scared and ran along with the path downstairs. Because I was wearing high heels, I fell to the ground and injured my ankle. The things in the box also fell to the ground.

I felt that the man was getting closer and closer. I was terrified, left the things in the box, and ran to a nearby place as fast as I could.

Thank God there was an abandoned Cafe Billboard on the roadside. It was abandoned in the corner of the park entrance, but it looked safe.

I ran over and hid behind the Billboard, holding my breath. Because of the shelter of the Billboard, I couldn't see around clearly. But I still could hear the sound.

The man's footsteps came closer and closer and seemed to come towards me. My heart was about to jump out because of fear.

I tried to squeeze out of the narrow space to escape, but he grabbed me first. The man put me against the wall, and the cold voice sounded again, "Finally, I found you."

Hearing the man's voice, I trembled with fear. I raised my head and saw those blue-gray eyes.

I tried to get rid of him and walk around the other side of the Billboard, but he grabbed my jaw. He stretched out his legs and trapped me inside.

I kept begging, "please let go of me. You've got what you want" I shed tears because of fear, and my voice trembled, "You have destroyed everything about me. Why do you still try to find me?"

The man pressed my hand against the wall, and the way he looked at me made me feel terrified.

It was like a beast staring at the prey in his hand. He seemed to be greedy for the smell of me. He lowered his head and sniffed gently at me. Soon, he seemed to calm down, but I felt the grasp on my hands was strengthening.

He pinched my wrist, and my bones seemed to be about to break. I could feel that he hated me, even though I didn't know why.

He came close to my ear and said in a low voice, "Don't hurt my sister again. You know, as a werewolf, I can kill you easily."

I replied helplessly, "No one wants to hurt her. As I said, I didn't know Logan was married. He lied to me. If I knew Stella was his wife, I wouldn't be with him. I don't want to hurt anyone, including Stella and your family."

I struggled to get him to let me go. This man's strength was so muscular that I couldn't get away quickly. I could only promise him, "I promise, I'll leave here and never see Logan again. Please don't come to me again."

The man smiled sarcastically. He threatened me severely, "Good choice. I'll always make sure you won't do anything to hurt my sister again." The man turned and walked away.

I lost my strength and collapsed in the narrow space behind the Billboard. The pain made me very uncomfortable, but I must leave here as soon as possible.

Calling the police was useless in my world. Werewolves were the most powerful, who even human police didn't dare to piss off. Offending them meant nobody could protect me but myself. I just wanted to start over and forget the bad things I ever had in this place.

When I got home, it was an ordinary apartment. This building was a little far from the company, but fortunately, the rent was cheap.

I saw Logan's car parked on the side of the road. He knew where I lived, and he often drove me back when we went to the movies on our date.

Since then, Logan had often come to my apartment. We like playing games and watching movies at my home.

I just remembered that Logan never invited me to his house. Maybe he was afraid that I would meet Stella.

I saw Logan standing by the side of the road, leaning against the door. He seemed to be waiting for me to come back. Seeing me, Logan said, "Eleanor, are you okay?" He grabbed my arm and looked worried, "I called you, but you didn't answer. I came to the apartment to see you, but the landlord said you haven't come back."

My arm had been hurt by the man before. So, Logan's touch only made me afraid. I resisted and said, "Logan, let's break up."

Logan couldn't believe it and asked, "Eleanor, I love you very much. I can't live without you."

I thought it was funny. I looked into his eyes and said, "Stella came to me."

Logan was silent for a long time before he said, "Eleanor, I'm sorry to let you know this, but I can explain that I have no feelings for Stella. No, never. I don't love her at all, but what can I do? Stella and her brother are Alpha, and I'm just a Beta. She likes me and wants to marry me. I can't resist it at all. But it's different now."

Logan looked a little emotional, utterly different from what he used to be. He was always elegant before.

"Eleanor, I like you and want to be with you. I thought my life would end, but I know that there is a second possibility since I met you. The life I want to live is to escape from Stella and his brother so that I will divorce her as soon as possible. Please give me another chance, okay?"

Logan came forward as if to hug me, but I pushed him away. I was exhausted physically and mentally. I didn't want to hear any explanation from him and continued this relationship.

"But Logan, you lied to me from the beginning, didn't you? I won't accept betrayal in a relationship. Please go away. I don't want to see you again."

When I was a child, I remembered that Mrs. Howard, the neighbor, caught her husband and other women together. People in the town scolded the woman who destroyed other people's families and marriages.

I wouldn't say I liked it very much. However, I became the most annoying person because of Logan's deception. I couldn't continue this relationship after knowing all the truth.

"I don't want to hurt anyone, and I don't want to be a home-wrecker. Please don't come to me again." I pushed Logan away and went upstairs.

When I was ready to open the room, I suddenly thought that the apartment's key seemed to be in the company. I put it on my desk when I was packing up. Because of the conflict with Stella, the table was overturned, and the key fell to the ground.

I was a little scared to come back to the company. But I should get my key to get into my apartment, so I decided to go downstairs.

I heard sounds downstairs. I was liked walking on eggshells.

'Will I meet that man and Stella again?' Please no...

Lawrence POV

My name was Lawrence Willow, the Alpha of the werewolves.

Since I was a child, I had been dependent on my sister Stella, who was also an Alpha. But unfortunately, Stella fell in love with a Beta. The man's name was Logan, and he was a betrayer.

I only learned about Logan and Eleanor at that time. Logan had another woman outside and forced Stella to divorce, making my sister feel pain. To teach Logan and that woman a lesson, I came to the company where they worked and taught that woman a lesson.

But something was really weird-Why did I smell the scent of my mate on her body? I clearly heard that she said she's a human. And from her strength, I made sure that she couldn't be a werewolf. Because of that scent, I couldn't help being close and touching her. What happened between us?

When I was about to leave, I smelled my sister's scent. So, I returned to Logan's company and saw my sister enter his office.

Her face was covered with tears, and her hair was messy. She should have had a conflict with someone before that.

She searched everything in the office like a detective. Finally, she saw the picture on Logan's desk, but it was a photo of Logan and Eleanor. The two people in the picture were standing under the Christmas tree, wearing lovers' clothes, and laughing happily.

It was evident that this happiness hurt Stella so much. Stella picked up the photo and threw it to the ground.

The glass fragments of the photo frame were scattered. Felt that it was not enough, she raised her feet as if to vent her anger and stepped on the photo. Soon, it was crushed into the waste paper by her.

Stella fell to the ground and began to cry. That scene made me heartbroken. I had sworn that I wouldn't let my sister get hurt from childhood, and I thought we would be together forever until that Beta appeared.

I still remember when Stella brought Logan home for the first time. She said it was her boyfriend and they were going to get married because Logan would give her happiness.

But it turned out that Logan was an unreliable man. He hurt Stella, betrayed their marriage, and wanted to be with other women. And no matter how I stopped and persuaded before, she wouldn't listen to me.

I walked into the office and shouted to her, "Stella?"

Stella looked up and saw me standing at the door. She stopped crying for a while.

I came over and squatted on the ground and hugged her. "Stella, why are you here? It would help if you hadn't come here to find him. I've taught that woman a lesson for you. Logan is an unreliable man. You should let him go."

Stella shook her head. "No, Logan is just temporarily tempted by that woman. I believe he loves me most." Her eyes were filled with anger and despair, "It is because of that woman. As long as that woman disappears, Logan will love me again. I can't live without him, you know that truth, right? You'll help me, won't you? Please help me find Logan and bring him back to me."

It made me feel more painful and angrier to see Stella so stubborn. I closed my eyes to control my emotion and said to her, "Wake up! That man didn't love you from the beginning. He was just a Beta. He had to marry you because he couldn't disobey us. Stella, that's not love. Don't you understand? You're an Alpha. You should find a stronger Alpha too."

I held Stella's face in my hands.

She gave me a completely different feeling from the woman named Eleanor. From the beginning, Stella was my sister and my only one. I had vowed to protect her happiness with my life.

As for that woman, I thought it was a spontaneous impulse. I admitted that it made me crazy when I approached Eleanor. But that was not love. The only person who got my affection was Stella.

Stella looked up at me with red and swollen eyes full of tears.

I began to bow my head and comforted Stella gently, entirely unlike the brutal and cruel way I treated Eleanor in the basement. "Stella, that despicable Beta doesn't deserve you at all. Why can't you separate from him and... and find your true love?" What I didn't speak up was that I wanted her true love was me. Maybe I should bury this secret in my heart forever.

I hoped Stella could accept Logan's true face. And if she were willing to look back, I would give her happiness... as her brother. But Stella pushed me away and began to cry.

Her cry broke my heart. I wanted to hug Stella again, but she pushed me away. Stella shook her head and said, "I won't give up. I must get Logan back!" Stella begged me, "You'll help me, won't you?"

Desperate, I stood up and said, "Stella, I'd rather you figure it out and leave Logan as soon as possible."

I went downstairs and walked out of the gate of the company. When I came to the intersection near the company, I felt Eleanor's breath. Was the woman named Eleanor back? She would meet Stella!