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
Veronica’s POVThe Culling Tournament resumed as planned during the third day.No one was allowed to leave Metropolis despite many objections from different packs. Everyone is a suspect in the crime while an investigation is being conducted. We were all questioned yesterday and the supposed events were halted. Despite this, the Holy Parliament decided to continue with the tournament as a declaration of their confidence in security. Mages arrived last night for added security and they also dispersed their highest ranking individuals to guard the place. Somehow it eased the tension and assured most of the guests.Sebastian said that he was with Eamon last night and they went out for a run after he cooled his head off. He had some preys to show and a testimony of a lunarian guard to back up his alibi. I also had a strong story to back me up with the servants and a few werewolves from other packs as my witness when I had dinner in the common hall yesterday. We were cleared off any suspic
Veronica’s POVContrary to my usual scheming, today I decided to take a break and enjoy being in Metropolis for the mean time.“Sebastian can you help me with the lace? I can’t reach it,” I asked and looked at him from his reflection in the body-sized mirror. He was sitting on the couch behind me, legs spread and leaning his head on his hand as his hawk-like eyes watched me intently.He stood up after I called him and walked towards me. I dropped my hand to my sides as he bend a little to grab the laces of my corset. I watched him furrow his brows and do it.Then I reprimanded, “No, lace it up! Not untie it!” I turned to him with a sharp look and yanked the laces from him.Sebastian’s face broke into a wide smirk, he knows what he was doing. I should’ve known better that this man is not right in the head!His hand held my waist on both sides as I try to tie my lace on my own again. He met my annoyed gaze in the mirror in front of us as he teased, “Aw, but I think this is made to be re
Veronica’s POVToday is our fourth day at the Culling Tournament and they are holding a hunting convention in the afternoon.It has been two days since the incident of the dead body happened. I think more people are becoming less alarmed and worried about it. It's like nothing happened. The restrictions are implemented and that's all there is to it. The glamor of the occasions for everyone is effective in distracting them. They said that the corpse is yet to be identified although rumors say that the Holy Parliament just doesn't wanna reveal it. I’m also very curious about the truth of the crime but I decided I can’t do anything about it nor does it actually concern me.I know it's pretty selfish. But I already have a lot to worry about.The same goes with everyone who is here in Metropolis. They change their attention easily to the next thing when it’s not something personal to them. It’s an innate characteristic that one cares more about their own skin than others.After all, the C
Note: The following chapter contains explicit adult content.* * * * *Veronica’s POVMy husband is a proud man. He holds power and strength that rivals no one. He holds his chin up high.Yet the king that everyone reveres kneels before me.“Someone might come in,” I said with a gasp as I pulled his hair in my grip. Sebastian’s head was in between my thighs as he was on his knees in front of me, one of my legs hoisted on his shoulder as he worked below. His lips and tongue worshiped my womanhood like it would be a sin not to, a blasphemy to stop. I hit my head on the post behind me, finding my balance with my weakened limbs.My mind was foggy but I still managed to utter what’s bugging me, “I-Isolde and Analynn could come back here any moment,” my voice was breathy and shaking, but he didn’t listen. I continued, “Eamon too—”Those words were what made him halt in his endeavors.Sebastian quickly stood up, towering over me as he bowed a little to inch closer to my face. Then he utters
Veronica’s POV“Well, aren’t you happy?” I teased Sebastian who couldn't put away the wide grin on his face.Our little ‘show’ in the tent was quite… successful, if there's one way to put it. When we got out after fixing ourselves and to join the second part of the convention, we came across Colton at the same time.His lingering glares, beet red face, and sour expression with the way he stomped away from our direction was pretty telling that he heard it. He wasn’t even able to mask his hatred like usual where he pretends to be formal and nonchalant about it, shoving people out of his way much to their shock.My crazy husband laughed out loud, even in Colton’s presence, like a child celebrating making another kid cry home. He was definitely a bully, still is, actually.“His face was fucking priceless,” Sebastian continued to laugh at the memory, “I should’ve taken a photo and framed it.”“Okay, calm down,” I told him and faked a serious expression, “Don’t go leaving me for him now.”H
Veronica’s POVThe Preliminary Hunt exclusive for newly converted rogues is much like other hunting competitions— except that the beasts and creatures hunted must be kept alive. The participants were given magic chokers personalized with assigned colors to each clan as their marking tools for their hunt.The winner will be decided by the highest points accumulated during the given time. Each beast has an assigned point in them depending on their species so it really doesn't depend on quantity. The hunts will be offered to the pack they represent and the pack can decide whether to take in the offerings or not.The hunt had already started hours ago. We had interacted with other packs earlier to pass some time as waiting for the event to end is also an opportunity to socialize. Sebastia
Veronica’s POVMetropolis became livelier than it ever was. Everyone was celebrating the capture of the culprit.Apparently it was an uninvited rogue who disguised himself as one of the participants and sneaked in. The parliament was criticized for such a mistake but everyone moved on quite easily too.“Do you want a fury?” Sebastian asked from behind me as I was feeding and cooing the small creature in its cage, “We can buy that one.”I turned to him with a look of disbelief in my face as I crossed my arms over my chest, “What am I gonna do with a fury?”He shrugged, “It can be a pet.”“You do know that it can grow up to 70 feet, right?” I squinted my eyes at him.He laughed and said, “You can handle it.”I rolled my eyes at him and decided to leave feeding the youngling.Today is the highlight of the Culling Tournament. The main hunting competition will take place today— the Royal Hunt.In the morning, there will be a showcase for the beasts and creatures that were not taken in from