Veronica's POV I will drag them to hell with me. The white invitation card crumpled as I fist my hand so hard. I wanted to scream and break everything around me. My anger was blinding, my vision almost turned black but all I could see was red. I want them to bleed. I want them on their knees. I want to take them apart. I want to destroy their lives. Destroy it even worse than they destroyed mine. And I will. I will destroy them all. Leaving it all behind? Escaping to find my peace away from them? No. Not anymore. That was foolishness once more. I am no longer a fool. I will not become a fool again. I would have my revenge on them. Ripping the invitation I had in hand, I threw it in the trash. I have to come up with a plan to exact my vengeance. My current state is pathetic. A dethroned Luna, rejected, exiled, and was offered to an enemy clan. The Helios pack. The strongest pack in the North. Eviera will never be able to defeat Helios. And that will be my key. I have to
Veronica’s POV There is an upcoming banquet. “Am I allowed to go?” I asked Eamon who I was staring at from the mirror. He was standing straight behind me as I brushed my hair in front of the vanity table. He had his hands clasped together in his back. From his reflection, I saw how he drew an exasperated sigh, like he is tired of his job description. I can’t blame him. I’ve been kinda giving him a hard time after he told me that the Alpha declined to see me. “Yes, you have been invited,” he said. I shrugged then uttered, “Oh I don’t know. I wasn’t sure because the Alpha might not want my nobody presence there.” Eamon was on the brink of exploding. He is a stoic and calm man but his patience is running out on me. I could feel a little bad. Poor him, I had no one to lash out to aside from him. Well, it is his Alpha’s fault for being rude. “You are expected to attend,” he uttered with finality and headed out. I sighed to myself and sinked in the chair once I heard the door closin
Veronica's POV The evening banquet of the Helios pack is huge. Apparently, it is a monthly celebration that is a tradition for them. The giant banquet is held to celebrate their good hunts. They also reward their best hunters so the whole pack is always looking forward to this party. It is encouraged to dress up with a big feast prepared. Everyone in Helios will attend, even their officials. I was hit with the realization of how rich and strong the Helios pack is. It is one thing to hear about it but a whole different experience to witness it firsthand. “You look beautiful, Miss,” Analynn my wavy hair on the sides and looked at me in front of the body size mirror. “Thank you. You two were a big help,” I answered and beamed at her. I wore a flowy white fairy dress with long sleeves and a bow ribbon at the front. It was an inch above my knees. I opted for a clean color like white with minimalist designs to make it look effortless and not over the top. I also decided to keep my hai
Veronica’s POV The howl came from the back of the mansion. Eamon was quick in his feet, alerted. A bloom of emotion rose in my chest at that familiar howl. I still remember the first night when I saw those red eyes and the call for the moon that he yelled. There was a foreboding feeling in the back of my mind. Did something happen? I didn't want to worry but I almost stood up from my seat. I need to act normal and it’s not like it is my business yet my eyes still followed where the howl came from and I felt my stomach flip in a surge of emotions. Eamon turned to Isolde, “Take her back to her room,” he commanded her and Isolde quickly nodded. I realized that he was pertaining to me. My brows furrowed in confusion as I protested, “Wait. Wha—” Isolde was already standing up and holding me by my arm, “Let's get you inside, Miss.” She was wearing a serious look and making my intuition go off. “No,” I said with a sharp look at her, “What is happening? Why should I be rushed inside?”
Veronica’s POV Fate probably hates me. My life has started going down at some point and it just continued to become worse ever since. Red Eyes, red eyes. The Alpha. All along he was the Alpha who I thought would be the most impossible thing to happen. I refused to ever consider this possibility even if it had signs. Maybe because I wish he wasn't. Maybe because I wanted him to be different, be someone else. Be someone else that I could trust. Not yet another Alpha who tricks me. The world must be mocking me. “You,” I whispered with bitter and harsh accusations in my words. I glared at him so hard that I wish he would feel it in his bones, make him see the hatred I harbor against him. He was sitting on his throne, legs apart and his elbow on the armchair, his chin propped on his hand. The moonlight was entering from a window behind him, shining some light at the otherwise dark room. It cascaded a shadow over his figure. This is the first time I can truly see his face. His
Veronica's POV The strongest Alpha in the North is marrying a rejected Luna. Whether it sounds absurd or like a fairytale depends on who heard the news. The words started going around right away this morning. ‘Alpha Sebastian has chosen his Luna.’ Everyone at Helios has been talking about it. The news traveled quickly and Sebastian— still trying to get used with that name on my tongue— wasted no time in letting everyone know. And he also wasted no time in tailing me around. “Can't you give me space?” I sighed and frowned at him. He was laying sideways facing me as I sat cross-legged on the bed. He smiled lazily at me, teasing, “No, because we're getting married.” I squinted my eyes at him, “You know you keep repeating that.” I crossed my arms over my chest, “Remember I still haven't forgiven you.” He frowned and picked on the sheets with a pout like a kid, “It's okay.” His voice was low like a whisper, his tone was the same as a scolded child. Sebastian looked up at me sne
Veronica's POV“Here are the rules,” I began while he already responded with a frown.“I don't do rules,” Sebastian complained right away.I smiled at him so sweet, it is obviously fake, “Well too bad for you, huh? Because we will have our rules,” I told him with no room for refusal.And yet he still refused, “No.”“Then the wedding is canceled,” I said.“Then you won't have your revenge,” he mocked and copied my tone.I smiled again and mocked his mockery, “Then I should just die.”It was comical how his face twisted too fast. “What?!” His voice boomed in the still kind of empty new room he says is mine now. “Who even says that?! Stop it, Veronica, it wasn't funny.”He took it way too seriously. It was a shot in the dark comment but I got the reaction I wanted so I think I win that.“Tough, that's my condition,” I continued, teasing. He's the one always making fun of me so I wanted to give him a little taste of it.“You can't change terms like that,” his brows were furrowed and he was
Veronica’s POV“Congratulations on your upcoming wedding, Miss.” Analynn was brushing my hair as she smiled at me from the mirror. I smiled back gently.I glanced at the people who were carrying boxes and furniture inside the room. Did I mention how spacious my room is? It is twice the already big room I previously had. I tried telling Sebastian that it was too much but he insists that this is what his queen should have. So who am I to complain?Isolde was the one guiding and instructing them on where to put the things. I barely convinced Sebastian to let his people do it because I couldn’t really care about the interior of my room, anyway. Yet I wasn’t able to stop him from ordering new furniture in replacement of the stuff already in here. They are not even old but apparently, he had so much money to splurge. Ugh.I feel burdened by the things he gives me, especially as they are not even related to my revenge and our agreement in the first place. Well, maybe it is because I’ll be th