Eleanor’s POV.
“Eleanor.” Paul stopped me before my hand touched the door handle. “I’ll see you soon.”
I left him reluctantly straddling Warner Lupine on the floor. Paul’s arm was restricting Warner the man who seemed almost too powerful was reduced to a gurgling mess on the floor all because of the man I loved.
Paul’s quiet pleading for me to leave him alone in the room was enough to propel me out of the elaborate suite. The hallway of the hotel was quiet. The stark quiet of the hotel hallway was enough for the panic I had been pushing away to start nagging its way back up my spine. Slowly making my way down the hallway using the walls as support I paused at the junction of two sections.
Taking a deep breath, I stepped out only to be dragged into the separate hallway and pushed up against the wall.