Veronica's POV The sun hit my eye and I squinted from the harsh light. It took a second before it registered to me where I was. I couldn't feel my legs, they had become numb, feeling the heavy weight of the man still lying on my lap. We fell asleep last night. Exhaustion caught up to me because I also just recently woke up from my injuries. I still feel a bit queasy but the good thing was Sebastian fell asleep too. He's still deep in slumber right now. My fingers traced the features of his face. I assume that he was awake for days since he was locked up here based on the dark circles under his eyes. He was in solitary. If they don't really open the barriers, he probably must not have eaten too. While unconfirmed, I don't know what to feel when I imagine him suffering like that. I’m not sure how long I spent lost in my thoughts when Sebastian's eyes fluttered open. Our gazes met. “Veronica?” He asked in confusion, still out of it. He stared at me like he was still in a dream an
Veronica's POV“Can you tell me about the curse?”Sebastian flinched at the question.Then he admitted, “I don't want to.”My forehead creased and I turned to look up at him, “What do you mean you don't want to? Don't you think that after all this, I deserve to know? You're leaving me in the dark.”His deep red eyes watched me for a long time before he choked out,“You’ll leave me.”I almost didn't hear it. It almost did not sound like him.Sebastian is sure of himself. He knows that he is in his own league. He never falters. He's solid rock. He knows what he wants and takes what he wants.That is the man I knew.The man in front of me right now, though, sounded like a kid.Someone vulnerable and scared.My heart ached.“But I’m still here, aren’t I?”“For now.”I couldn't say a thing after that.Sebastian added, “You’ll never see me the same.”My chest hurts.“Don’t you think I’d learn to cherish the new side of you too?”“That’s not really a thing.”“Try me.”My words were fast and s
Warning: Graphic depictions of violence**Sebastian’s POVThe harsh winter has come and it will be taking over the entire North for a while.We are back at Main Helios. The entourage with us, however, are traveling separately so it would take a while before they arrive with the majority of the resources. It’s not like they can cross the same portal connecting the North to our extended territory that we used. Only those Rozeiros by blood can.I had to give my blood to Veronica so she could pass through. Even then, she had to cross with me in tow for it to work. We’re married but we’re not officially mated so I had to resort into another method.The reminder soured my mood as I entered her office. She has her own now. It’s been almost a week since the incident and she has been busy with the kingdom’s paperworks and queenly duties. We did have a disagreement at first. I didn’t want her to push herself as she is still recovering but Veronica insisted that if she stayed rotting in bed,
Veronica’s POV“Thank you so much, Luna,” the late middle-aged female omega smiled appreciatively and tried to reach for my hands. The guards behind me moved from my peripheral vision to stop her as it is against the code but I raised my hand to gesture for them to stop.I reached back to her hand and held it together while returning the warm smile, my heart flattered and full from her gratitude. I gently told her, “Don’t worry. We’ll get through this winter together. The palace will give you all the aid needed.”The line of pack members behind her remains quite long even as the distribution has begun for hours now. I waved at the kind lady as the line continued. The entourage arrived earlier today and we instantly began the distribution of resources soon after. It’s almost sunset now. I gave another smile to the woman who was holding a young boy, most likely her son, beside him. I grabbed their package and was handing it to her when the young pup said,“Do you really have magic, Your
Veronica’s POV“We first met at the masquerade ball during your coming of age.”I felt like I didn’t hear his words right.“Wha— no,” I gave him a deep frown, “Stop playing with me,” I glared at him, not liking the idea that he is making a fool out of me, “I’d remember if we'd met back then. You’re not really the forgettable type,” I crossed my arms with a huff and a raised brow.Sebastian chuckled and looked down to pick on his lap, “Yeah, but this one is kind of different,” his voice was almost as if he was spacing out.I gaped at him and asked, “Different how?”“You know how you have that unique ability of yours?” He stared at me intently, “The dream walking thing or something?”“Uhuh,” I said, still unsure of his point while I squinted my eyes at him.Sebastian continued, “I have another ability of sorts.”I felt like I didn’t hear his words right again. This conversation has been messing with my head. “Wait,” I put a hand in front of him and let it sink in, “Another one—” I face
Note: The following chapter is entirely a flashback**Veronica’s POV“I did not gatecrash this stupid party,” the boy around my age answered with a bite in his words, “I had an invite,” he gritted.“Hm,” I met his vicious stares and stared him down intently as I emphasized, “Clearly what you don’t have is manners.”The stranger didn’t like what I said. He instantly snarled at me.I raised my brow. The audacity of this one.With the way he is acting pissed off with just that, I had the urge to annoy him more. A great way to entertain myself amidst this night. It’s always funnier to tease people who are easily irritated.“Oh don’t snarl at me, boy,” I told him and gave the same energy back, “You aren’t supposed to be here yet you’re the one who’s acting like this,” I squinted my eyes at his direction, “If you did not gatecrash the ball, what are you doing here?”There was a long silence between us. He was looking at me like I am the odd one here. It was obvious that there was something
Note: The following chapter is entirely a flashback**Third Person’s POV“Veronica! Where have you been?” Jadeline asked the girl who just got back from the back of the mansion to the ballroom. Her voice was raised but hushed as she reprimands the younger one, “I’ve been looking for you!” The debutante responded in her soft voice right away, “I’m sorry, mother. I had to go to the bathroom and fix my gown.”At the back of Veronica’s mind that evening, she feels odd and uneasy. Her answer was like an automated reply she didn’t exactly decide on and even if she says it, there was this inkling inside of her that it does not feel right. It seems like there is a lapse for her.Which years later, she’d find out why. It’s the memories compelled for her to forget.“You should’ve asked for permission first or let me know,” Jadeline remarked in a scolding tone that made her focus on the present, “Where is your manners, dear? Have you not learned that?” Her stepmother continued, the words sting
Veronica’s POV“Why did you have to erase my memories?” I asked him the moment I opened my eyes from the slumber of recollecting my memory.I feel light-headed and a bit dizzy as it dawns on me. It came flooding back in, and it was an odd feeling for me. But I know it was real. I turned to Sebastian who was sitting directly in front of me.“You didn’t want me to know you? You never planned on ever telling me?” I bombarded him with questions while trying to not explode.Honestly, I am a bit mad at him. I didn’t like his actions and the way I discovered everything but I am trying to understand his perspective. Still, I can’t deny that I am currently displeased even if I want to avoid a fight.“I did not want our first meeting to be like that,” Sebastian said intently and admitted to me, “Besides, I think it would be useless to let you know now.”“It’s not useless,” I gritted out, almost instantaneously, that he got how irked I am, “It’s my memory that you erased. You have no right to ma
Veronica's POV“Is it true?” I asked Sebastian once we closed the doors of our chambers as he paced inside the room in silence.The representatives of the Holy Parliament agreed to remain waiting at the great hall but they did not retreat their soldiers and insisted on staying until we cooperate.I watched him, his back was on me and he stood by the big windows of our bedroom, staring outside in deep thoughts.I had a hunch since he stormed out without outright denying it.From what I know about him, he would've been firm in sending the officials out and chastising them if those accusations are indeed baseless. Also, I don't think they would've risked pointing fingers at someone with his political power if they don't have a strong evidence.But I would prefer he tell me that I'm wrong.“I'm asking you, Sebastian,” I spoke again when he still did not respond and stopped just a few steps behind him, observing his actions.Then I asked once more, my tone sharp and demanding, “Is it true
Note: This chapter contains flashback with some violent scenes.**Sebastian’s POVThe murder at the Culling Tournament— I still remember that night vividly. ‘Should’ve killed the bastard’My wolf told me in grit as we left Colton unconscious behind us. I ignored his provocations and just continued walking away.It was getting late in the evening and it took everything in me to not end that loser’s life right then and there. It's honestly a miracle.‘Teach him a lesson! He was messing with what’s ours!’I clenched my jaw and closed my eyes to heave a deep breath before I shook my head off to tune out my protesting inner wolf.Keeping him at bay is challenging when I could barely hold my normal self back. We desire for the same thing.I wanted to do it. I really do. But Veronica might hate me after. That's something I cannot live with.We're already fighting right now and it's pissing me off how Colton is the reason for our first fight. The idea that she still cared enough for him to
Veronica’s POVThe moment I opened my eyes, I felt empty inside.“Are you okay? What ha—” I pulled Sebastian by the neck and hugged him tight. His hand automatically wrapped around my waist as he settled on the mattress while I cling to him.It feels as if I am in mourning all over again. The emotions are complicated, of being able to finally talk to my mother after years of her death but only the woman that she was before I was in her life. She felt so close and so distant from my grasps all at the same time.Also, finding out that I have been used my entire life by the person I have loved, and still somehow do, is overwhelming.I feel so lost and tired.
Veronica's POV“What do you mean about being the chosen one?” I stared at her dumbfoundedly as my heartbeat started to quicken.This is among my worst fears. The weight of the responsibility of being a Crysmorra.Victoria stared at me for a long minute, as if trying to gauge me. I must've looked very shaken right now.She sighed and gave me a sympathetic smile. Something tells me that she understands how overwhelming this feels, for someone to be told about being the chosen one. After all, she preceded me.“The Nine Servants of the Moon Goddess were maidens selected to be conduits of her holy presence to our world,” she explained, “By time, they were considered as saints in other scriptures too.”Victoria paused, as if recollecting her own knowledge, “We’re supposed to be sacred servants and not meant to join lycan packs but the initial pledge was broken and thus, during the course of centuries, the Nine Servants became unknown to most, remaining as stories barely passed on through do
Veronica’s POV “I'll be here when you wake up,” Sebastian squeezed my hand while assuring me and I squeezed it right back. “Thank you,” I told him with relief in my voice. For some reason, I feel a little bit scared. My emotions have been quite unsteady lately. I think all the overwhelming events are taking its toll on me now. “Sure,” he gave a tight smile and his voice dropped low as he uttered, “Just come back to me, okay?” I have no other place aside from the one that belongs with him— is what I wanted to say. But I simply nodded, “Yeah.” After that, I closed my eyes and started forcing myself into a deep slumber. After our late talk last night, we have decided that I should give a try to contacting my mother. It has never crossed my mind. Maybe because she has turned into more of a figure in my past life, the younger years that seem so distant to me, than an actual person. She has become something unreal. Victoria seemed so much like a figment of my fantasy. But she is
Veronica’s POV “I think Jadeline was a rogue from the Helios pack,” our chambers fell silent and Sebastian slowly looked up to me from where he was kissing my chest and shoulders. We locked eyes with one another and broke the trance we were at. Okay, I could've dropped this to him in a better way. He slowly pulled back from how he was hovering on top of me and I remained laying on the bed, fixing my slipping top while he had a scowl on his face. “This is not what I had in mind for a pillow talk,” he grunted in evident frustration. “I'm sorry,” I bit my lower lip and sat up too. My eyes glanced at the clock inside our room. It's late in the evening already. I stared at Sebastian who was annoyed that I interrupted our time together. However, I have racked my brain for any other possible conclusion and it always comes circling back to that outcome. It's bothering me and I unknowingly blurted it out. “Gods, Veronica,” he looked at me in disbelief, “We were just making out and you
Veronica’s POV “The saintess tears necklace,” I read from the page of the archived books, “It is said to carry the souls of each generation of the servants.” I looked at Sebastian who was staring at the illustration I was pointing at. It was the exact copy of the necklace he had gifted to me. “You have great luck. I can't believe you found this!” I exclaimed in astonishment, holding the necklace up and examining it. This just answered why I seemed to have a fascination about this particular jewelry. I wasn't imagining the way it felt so right and closer to me. Sebastian stood straighter and put his hands on his hips before staring at me, “I won't call it luck,” he mutters. I tilted my head in confusion at his response. He gave me a serious expression and elaborated, “I think the necklace found its way back to you,” he turned the book around and pushed it to me, tapping on the excerpt from a page. It reads: ‘The pendant, a manifestation of the muses’s souls, seeks its next own
Veronica’s POV“Tonight, we share not only our bountiful resources and hunt but also the strength that binds us as a kingdom and as a pack,” I begin as I stand at the head of the hall. All eyes were on me and my voice echoed for everyone to hear.“Please feel free to come to the palace if you ever face hardship during these times, the castle doors are open and will welcome you,” I continued while looking around the gathered pack members, officials, and common folk seated with their goblets at the tables.The room was filled with eager and appreciative energy which only pushed me to become more confident in my words, as I assure each person, eyes scanning and holding eye contact to some, “No one among Helios will face the winter alone and we will weather t
Veronica’s POVI didn’t know when the word mother became a blurry line for me.When I close my eyes and try to picture her, it’s two faces I see. One of a woman I can’t remember, and one of a woman I have learned to hate.“You have been awfully quiet since the last time you dreamwalked,” Sebastian suddenly broke the ice in our dining table. I looked up from where he was sitting across from me. His gaze didn’t leave me while I torture the meat on my plate with a fork as he asked, “Are you okay?”It’s a question I have been asking myself too.Honestly, I don’t know how I feel anymore.