Eloise's P.O.V.
Atticus' words piqued my curiosity. Even if I really wanted him to leave, I could not say anything now.
"As a matter of fact, all the signs indicate that they are most likely here for you," Atticus said in an extremely calm voice.
"How is this possible?" When I heard him say that, I subconsciously asked.
In fact, when I found out that this matter was related to vampires, I could barely stay calm.
As a werewolf, I knew that they viewed me as an enemy, which meant that I was in danger.
Werewolves and vampires were mortal enemies, and the territorial battles between these two races had never stopped. But before that, I never thought that they would be involved in anything related to me.
I had been handling this matter as a human.
But why did they do that? I could not think of any reason for them to do this. After all, I was just a nobody. Even if I died, no one would care about me.
