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
Warning: Graphic depictions of violence*****Veronica’s POV“Mother wants to marry our house into the family of the Alpha,” I remember a younger Ruby, back when we were little girls, telling me about it in the past.“Do you want to get married, Nica?” she asked me after with the pure innocence of a child. To the mind of a ten year old me, the concept of marriage is not something I fully understand, “Maybe,” I simply replied with a shrug as we stared at the fire of the fireplace, sharing a blanket draped around us, “Everyone gets married, I think.”“I wanna marry the best man ever,” she exclaimed with a toothy grin, “And he will love me!” Ruby turned to me and asked once again, “How about you?”I may have lightly contemplated it during that moment. The words that came out of me were, “I want to marry someone who will always be with me,” a desire I had from a young age after losing someone in my life as I added, like a wish and a plea, “Forever.”“But isn’t that already given if you m
Sebastian’s POVI stabbed the flag bearing the Helios crest to the flesh of the dead troll I just killed. Once I had it jabbed on the skin, a glowing light circled on it, counting its points for the tally.I stood straight from where I was crouching and sensed my surroundings. There was adrenaline seeping through my veins as I geared up for my next victim. It's been a while since I last hunted so I have so much energy to burn.My senses told me of the nearest prey, miles from where I am. I instantly lunged through the woods, dashing and dodging the trees. All I could think about is another kill I am about to have— as if it’s an itch that won’t go away no matter how much I scratch it. The feeling was both exhilarating and frustrating.I s
Warning: Graphic depictions of violence*****Sebastian’s POV“Sebastian, it’s already dead,” I heard Eamon saying, he sounded so far away even if I know that he is just behind me. My dilated eyes were zeroing in thrusting my long claws deep through the scales and body of the serpent I was holding in chokehold to the ground.I have lost count on how many beasts I have slaughtered as a way of quenching some of this swirling madness that I feel under my skin. It didn’t help calm me down but it at least stopped it from escalating more.My wolf was lashing out inside me but I refused to shift. I know that I will lose myself in this state if I shift into my lyc