Veronica’s POVMy first hunt was when I was eight years old.Usually, young werewolves make their first hunt around the age of eleven under the supervision of their pack elders. All werewolves are trained to hunt to survive the wild and become a functional member of the pack. However, I didn't exactly follow the normal process.It was a very cold winter during that time, I remember the snow covering the entire territory and we were all advised to stay inside. Father was absent and I had no idea where he was which was weird because everyone should be home. It also happened during the timeframe when we were slowly growing apart. I didn't know it at the time, though. All I knew is that I felt neglected and I wanted attention. I craved for my parent.Back then, I was confused of the change that is slowly unfolding in our family. I might not be able to understand what was happening but I noticed it. I remember asking Jadeline one time,“Where’s Father? Why is he not around lately?” My you
Veronica’s POVI have never truly stepped outside into the world before, my entire life was within the territory of my former pack.My days were dedicated to serving the Eviera clan, I had no time to explore further or even simply travel. I was always busy and my interests revolved around wanting to prove myself to people around me. I have never thought about wanting to discover more, too. I was focused on a tunnel vision.But as I looked out the window and the passing breathtaking view outside, I felt some sense of new regret for the first time.We were in a carriage on the way to the venue of the Culling Tournament. We have crossed outside the borders of the North and it was my first time leaving our side of country.I’ve seen a lot of new places and I realized just how big the world is while I was sinking into my sense of responsibility and duty all of my life.There was a waterfall that I see from afar. It was gigantic and eye-catching even from a distance. The running waters get d
Note: The following chapter contains explicit adult content.* * * * *Veronica’s POVI am a prim and proper person. I have aced my etiquette lessons at a young age and I follow rules. I’m prissy and prudish. I don’t do unmannerly things. It’s just not how I live my life. So if someone would’ve told me that I will be making out heatedly inside a cramped carriage on the way to an important business event, I would have called them insane.Because this is insanity.Sebastian’s wandering fingers slipped under the fabric of my skirt and stroked my legs upwards to my thighs, taking his time feeling me while our lips remained locked in a torrid kiss. My hands were on his hair and his nape to pull his face closer to mine while his other hand wrapped around my waist to keep me in place as I was cornered beside the window of the moving carriage.His open mouthed kisses that set my skin to fire traveled from my lips to my jaw, nipping and licking, continuing his onslaught to my neck and throat.
Veronica’s POV I wanted to jump off a cliff and hide from the world after I came down from the haze. I swear I am not usually this stupid and impulsive. It’s just that Sebastian has this ability to make the best and worst versions of myself, that I didn't even know existed, come out. I can’t believe we really did it in a moving carriage! I have truly lost my mind, oh god. Just when I have earned some respect in Helios, rumors of me doing their Alpha, in such a scandalous manner, would get out. This is bad. This is so bad— I was breaking down while biting on my nail. “What is it?” Sebastian suddenly asked beside me. We fixed ourselves to the best we could and he grabbed my hand to take it away from my nibbling. “Huh?” I glanced at him, quite disoriented. I couldn’t help but notice his torn up vest from my claws earlier. Another evidence of what we just did. I finally met his searching eyes. “You looked bothered and anxious,” he pointed out with a stern voice. I sighed and replie
Veronica's POV Soon enough, we arrived at Metropolis, the venue of the Culling Tournament, by afternoon as initially estimated. I looked around in amazement as I take the new environment in. I have seen otherworldly things in my life, even familiar to some spells myself, but I have never seen anything as magical as Metropolis. A large arc at the end of the bridge we crossed welcomed us at the entrance of Metropolis. There were soldiers lined up and a crowd of people cheering and greeting newcomers like us. We were led to a higher trek where the tournament and the palaces that will be our place of stay for the week are located. The path going stop was breathtaking with a lush mountain view with different kinds of flowers, trees, living vines, sparkling waters and even magic dust in the air. It was something that was very wonderful to see up close. “Oh my gods,” I gasped out loud and glanced at Sebastian who had his arm snaked around my waist beside me, “This place is out of the wo
Sebastian’s POVI am no saint. I don’t have the longest patience in the world and what little control I have is slipping every second.“You can’t cause trouble here, Sebastian,” Eamon warned as he observed me with keen eyes. He rarely calls me by my name ever since I was crowned as the king but now that he used it, means he is speaking as a friend, not my Beta at this moment, “That is not smart.”I clenched my jaw as I continuously clicked on the fountain pen I was holding. I’m barely keeping it together and had his words pass through one ear to the other. I don’t think I could hear anyone out.I knew she had a husband before me— it was never a deal breaker. Still, it doesn’t mean that I like the idea or the reminder. Especially when she still cares about him. I don’t care if it’s just hatred or abhorrence, I want all of her emotions to be about me. Ugly feelings or not, I don’t want to share it with anyone. She’s mine now, I shouldn’t even be dealing with this.“I’m itching to snap h
Veronica’s POVIt was the first night since our wedding that Sebastian didn’t sleep beside me.It shouldn’t bother me as much. Perhaps I just got used to his presence and how he has always been around. I know I shouldn’t feel anything more than curiosity. After all, we’re not exactly a loving couple who got married because we’re so in love with each other. It’s more of a marriage of convenience. I know that. The rational part of my brain knows that.Yet I still couldn’t ignore the unsettled feeling of the ache in my chest. I lay awake on our bed, tossing and turning. Sleep wasn’t visiting me no matter how many damned sheeps I counted.The thing is, my mind is loud. It’s not really good for me to be left alone with my thoughts. I run miles every second with the worst conclusions and overthinking that clouds my brain when given the chance. This is one of those very annoying instances.He didn’t speak a word to me after our disagreement earlier. I haven't even seen him since then. I was
Warning: Some graphic descriptions*****Veronica’s POVI can’t believe I would say this but— I hope Colton is not dead.The coincidence is too much for my suspicions to be unfounded. Call it instinct but I don’t believe that this is a simple matter. Someone’s dead. No one would randomly kill at a place like Metropolis where people of power have gathered. There’s something more to this. I wish I was really just overthinking. I hope I am wrong.Maybe it was too cruel of a thought but I don’t want Sebastian to be behind something like this more than I actually worry about Colton’s life.“I would like to ask everyone to please calm down and head back to your chambers while we get to the bottom of this,” a lunarian servant said in a loud voice followed by guards lining up to have the crowd step back from peering at the gruesome body.I don’t even want to dwell on what I saw. The body was in pieces, head obviously pulled off the rest of it by the way the skin was torn. Limbs and insides w