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
Veronica’s POVI am most afraid of loneliness— I don’t know if it was rooted from a tragic loss during my childhood or being neglected at a young age. I fear being left behind.And it was the exact horrible and sinking feeling that enveloped me when I was imprisoned after my dethronement.I remember the overwhelming emotions when it happened. I wasn’t sure if I was thrown into a living nightmare. Imagine living your entire life for the very people who turned their back to you. My eyes were dry from sobbing it out, the chains and the wolfsbane that they injected me were nothing to the pain that weighs my heart.I was captured the same night when they found me with the virren moonstone and directly sent me to the prison of Eviera. It was weird that a Luna like me wasn’t given an initial prosecution before they locked me up because that's how things should be processed. I tried reasoning that to the men who were dragging me, screaming and yelling but they didn’t bother to listen. Colton
Veronica’s POVSebastian has been acting weird since the Royal Hunt.As expected, Helios took first place in the recent competition. We had a thousand points gap from the second place which was the Xarim pack from the West. The amount of kills actually shocked everyone, some said that it might be the highest number of kills in the Culling Tournament ever. I’m not sure how true that was but there was something different in my mind. I noticed a difference in Sebastian’s behavior.He became too quiet and unreadable since he got back from the woods. Usually, he has a lot of quips and sarcastic remarks already but he didn't say a word. He was just silent. He seems to be in deep thoughts.I didn't try to push it and ask him as I can feel his guard up. Despite many things bugging me. The smell of wolfsbane in him and his frantic eyes. They glowed red for a long while, even when he wasn't using his abilities anymore. I’m not sure what happened because, weirdly, he was not displayed much for t
Veronica’s POVEverything happened so fast.The moment the signal was given, they were on attack right away. They lunged towards the other at the same time with their claws and blows clashing. It was hard to follow their hand to hand combat because of how quick their reflexes and movements were. They expertly dodge and defend against their opponent’s assault.It went on for a bit until Sebastian landed a hard jab to Gareth’s ribs, the latter curling to his stomach for a quick second because of the impact. I think there were some bones cracked.“That’s gotta hurt,” I winced while Eamon, as unexpressive as he usually was, grinned at my side. Now it makes sense to me why he’s best friends with Sebastian. These two are both thriving in violence.My attention went back to the duel, Gareth was currently receiving the consequences of his slip up earlier. Sebastian gained the upper hand and he was not letting it go. I could be wrong and it’s not like I’ve seen Sebastian fight a lot before but
Veronica’s POV Our lycan side is an extension of ourselves. The wolf form that we shift into is almost an alter ego. It doesn't diverge much from our human personalities but it also carries a different part of our inner selves. The more animalistic and reprehensible side gets unlocked when we shift. This is why werewolves are trained to control their lycan persona. It is crucial to remain grounded to our human aspects and authentic selves. For the first time, I am meeting his wolf. The more raw and unrestrained part of him. He was larger than all the wolves I have met. I think he is even triple my size. He could rival an average dragon or a dire wolf in largeness. He was adorning pitch black fur, almost as dark as the night sky that he could blend in the shadows, perfect for him as a predator. His wolf screams dominance and intimidation especially with those glowing red orbs. Now I understand that his moniker of being a demon wolf is not just because of his violent tendencies— lo
Veronica’s POVIt was the last day of the Culling Tournament.For a week long experience, it sure felt like years for me. A lot of things has happened and it was indeed a roller coaster ride. From the unexpected murder, a big fight between me and Sebastian, the hunting competitions, dealing with Jadeline and the others plus the recent reminder of Sebastian’s curse to me, I don't even know where to get started.Still, I don't regret coming here. I think I have made a lot of progress through this eveny. Perhaps it’s only my gut feeling but this might just be the start of new things; good or bad, that's something I'm gonna have to find out.“Would it be overreacting if I say that I’m gonna miss this place?” I chuckled at my words and turned to Sebastian who was standing beside me.This place and the days we've spent here is like a turning point for me. A step closer to my plans and a lot closer with each other.I glanced at him and he looked a lot more peaceful than he was yesterday.Aft
Veronica's POV It is nice to be back home. That was the thought ringing in my brain. I looked around to see the familiar surrounding. Then I realized. This isn't Helios. It's a different home. One that has been long gone. The inside of the house was old but homey. From the window, I saw the raging snowstorm outside. I felt like a ghost in my own body. It's like I am here but also not quite; like I was watching it in third person. The feeling was weird. I remember the fireplace, warm and burning. I remember seeing that one picture frame. A mother, a father, and a child barely two years old photographed and hung up on the wall. Those faces were very familiar. My heart ached. “She will get better, right?” Said a small voice before my perspective changed to looking up at the person I was with. The scenery also shifted, flashing like some vision. Suddenly I am in the bedroom, gone was the living room and fireplace earlier. I finally saw the face of the man with me. It was som