Vynessa's POV
There'd been so much blood, such loud growls all around me, still my eyes couldn't help but follow his every move. Alpha Elijah – now I see why he goes by that name. I'd thought Klaus' wolf was gigantic when he'd change to … well an animal, but I was terribly wrong. The beast that stood behind me yesterday was larger than any wolf I could ever imagine.
Its legs were about four feet tall, strong and swift as it clawed down every obstacle, not once harming me. I was surprised when occasionally it would turn around just to catch my gaze with those bright golden eyes, those eyes that held a strange warmth whenever they fell on me.
“Dranexia, Elijah's wolf.” I mutter to myself.
“No, Vynessa, please don't mention that name again.” Jet, the second right hand man hurriedly says, just as Elijah groans in bed
“Why not?” I question, genuinely curious. Klaus shakes his head and points at Elijah who looks uncomfortable in bed. “I really don't understand. How does Dra…”