Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103: The Ascendant

Upon hearing the identity of the newcomer, Eleanor’s sharp mind quickly processed what it meant. Dmitry Petrov, a Knight of the Night Council, wasn’t just any vampire. His title alone signified his seniority and rank. To be entrusted with such a position, he must be one of the old monsters... those who had lived for several centuries, perhaps even longer. The fact that the other vampires had immediately knelt to him confirmed her suspicion. He wasn’t someone to trifle with.

Still, Eleanor was no ordinary young woman.

As the future head of the Raynor Clan, her status as a Young Miss was just as significant. She was destined to inherit a seat on the Werewolf Council... an institution of equal standing to the High Council of vampires. This vampire, Dmitry, clearly knew that. His bowing, his respectful posture... it wasn’t just courtesy. It was an acknowledgement.

"He bowed first," she noted with satisfaction. That says enough.

Yet, another thought crept into her mind... one far less reassuring.

This man had to be immensely powerful. He had arrived just in time to save the noble vampire from death. The timing was too perfect. Which meant... he had been following her from the start. That realization sent a flicker of unease down her spine.

"But how did he avoid my senses?" she wondered. "Even with my heightened awareness, I didn’t feel a thing."

It made one thing abundantly clear: if a battle had erupted between them, she might not have won.

Now that her thoughts had settled, she chose her words carefully. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Greetings, Knight Petrov," she said with a calm nod. "I came here merely to gather information, not to harm anyone. I instructed my team not to kill. If that weren’t the case, this entire place would be filled with corpses. My people were simply buying time while I negotiated with Major General Tatiana Lebedeva."

Her eyes flickered toward the noble vampire who had just managed to sit upright. Her tone sharpened. "Out of respect for your request, I will spare this ignorant one. However, while capital punishment may be off the table, compensation must be made. He attempted to kill my guard while he was already engaged in a one-on-one duel. That is not only dishonourable... a disgrace to your lord’s name."

Dmitry inclined his head respectfully. "Of course, Young Miss. I will personally report the matter to my lord. But before that, may I offer a token of assistance? I have a healing pill that may help your injured guard recover more quickly."

He stepped forward with grace and ease, and with a small motion of his fingers, a green pill shimmered into existence in his palm.

Eleanor’s eyes narrowed slightly. Dimensional ring!

To the untrained eye, it might seem like a simple magic trick. But she knew better. Dimensional rings... artefacts that could store items in their own pocket space, were extremely rare. While a few such rings were available within the Raynor Clan, only those who had reached the Ascendant stage could use them.

This man was an Ascendant-level vampire.

And the pill he offered, though not extremely potent... was a recognized healing supplement. Costly and hard to manufacture, even the Raynor Clan didn’t use them casually.

Inwardly, Eleanor was thankful for her earlier caution. She had chosen not to provoke him, and clearly, that had been the right decision.

"Thank you, Knight Petrov," she said, accepting the pill. "Please convey my greetings to Lord Alexander Ivanov. Once I finish my work here, I will leave his territory without delay."

Dmitry gave a courteous bow. "There’s no need for concern. Leave that matter to me. You may return to your hotel and rest for the night. I will personally deliver the information you seek by tomorrow morning."

Eleanor nodded. "Then I thank you for your trouble."

With that, she turned to Alaric, who had just managed to get to his feet despite his injuries. Handing him the green pill, she said, "Take this. You don’t need water."

Alaric lifted his mask slightly and placed the pill in his mouth. As it dissolved, warmth spread through his body. A tingling sensation followed, healing his wounds at a visible pace. His breathing steadied, and he stood straighter.

"Let’s go," Eleanor said firmly.

The Shadow Team fell into formation behind her. Together, they walked into the Imperial Haven once again, heading toward the elevator.

Eleanor paused outside Major General Tatiana Lebedeva’s room. The woman was still seated, her posture rigid, her face unreadable.

"Our meeting is concluded, General," Eleanor said from the doorway. "It was... enlightening. You may open the front door now."

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