Veronica’s POV“What is happening here?” Sebastian repeated when no one answered for a long time. It was obvious that he didn't like that, his aura was domineering, everyone flinched under his gaze.He turned to me for a reply, “Veronica?”I was cornered.I knew it would be bad for me to be the one to respond because of how the situation looks like. But Driselle continued her little sorry act.Even if I try to act like I care about Driselle now, it would seem that I was only doing it since Sebastian was here. Ignoring her would mean I was secretly mistreating her and was keeping it from Sebastian but it was the easier choice right now.Going in blind, I’m not sure if she has other aces up her sleeves if I prolong our current encounter. I have to step back first and think about this thoroughly.I gritted my teeth.I guess she won this round.With a neutral dismissive expression, I told Sebastian, “Nothing.”His stare lingered for a second. His reaction is very important too. If he rea
Veronica's POVIn a game of chess, you always have to stay ahead.To predict her every move, I had to get into the mind of my opponent. This wasn't my first rodeo with a person like her so I could read her like a book.It's tricky to pull off though.In a shocking plot twist, however, I had the most unexpected ally to aid me in my plans.“I must say, I like the version of you that's full of grudges,” I smirked at Eamon and gave him a teasing glance. I used to feel awkward and formal with him before, especially when he's so distant but since our conversation the other day, I discovered how much he loves to talk shit about other people.This man, while silent, has a really sharp tongue.Really becoming clear how he managed to become Sebastian's friend. These two definitely agree on a lot of things.“I don't have a grudge against her,” he replied in a monotonous voice that would almost not give away the lengths in which he can run his mouth.“Oh, drop it,” I rolled my eyes at him, arms
Veronica's POVThere are only three things I needed to know about Driselle for my plan.One. She is not a sane person. No same woman would make up an entire story and personality her whole life just to gain people's approval. That girl is unstable mentally, might be worse than Ruby.Two. She is obsessed with Sebastian and the throne that comes with marrying him. Based on our limited interactions, she has deluded herself to think she has a chance with him and is determined to turn that into reality.Three. Given the two aforementioned reasons, she wouldn't have left Helios if she didn't face a setback or had a problem so incriminating that she has to distance herself for years.I am certain of these things.Driselle thinks she can predict me but she chose the wrong opponent when it comes to dissecting people. It's what I do, it's my thing.She will never see what's about to come her way. It put a smile on my face.There's also one final detail crucial to this— no one is truly loved by
Veronica's POVHuman nature craves for vindication.It is a hunger that sits on the pit of the stomach, begging to be unleashed. An ugly thing that is tangible through despair.So it wasn't surprising that it was all it took for Nyssael to pick herself up and join hands with us.“Wh-what is she… why is she here?!” Driselle exclaimed in panic, standing in her seat with a scandalized expression.I smiled at her reaction. It's exactly what I wanted out of her.I am in our chambers, watching the dinner through a crystal ball. Isolde, Analynn, and Eamon were watching with me.It's like witnessing a circus curated specifically for my entertainment.Sebastian turned to her with a nonchalant face, feigning ignorance, “Ah, the Sun Council decided to let her go.”“What?” Her voice was loud, echoing inside the dinner hall. Suddenly, her sweet soft girl image is forgotten in the wind. There's only trepidation in her mind as she blurted out, “But she's a criminal!”Nyssael chuckled at Driselle’s b
Veronica's POVThe public deliberation of the reopened case starts today.It's not only the Sun Council that we have to convince, we also need the entire Helios pack to believe us.After all, without the people's favor, even if I manage to throw her in jail, I'd never truly win.In the back of my mind, I have considered that perhaps I was taking things exaggeratedly. Sure, she was rude the first time we met and I know how she schemed to make me look evil for the rest of the kingdom but aside that, there wasn't any life-threatening matter she did to me. I barely even know her.I could argue that it isn't my fault she had some dirt in her that I dig up and it could bring justice to someone else who she wronged but I'm not that much of a hypocrite to pretend I didn't do this for my personal intentions.Some sick and twisted part of me is glad to have this squabble between us like it's just merely a game to me. If it was the Veronica of the past, she wouldn't even act on it and always ch
Veronica's POVI have officially lost my mind.It was a spur of the moment reaction as I took a swan dive off the balcony. My mind was just filled with adrenaline and it's all I could think about at that second.Maybe it was the anger, the frustration, and just wanting to quickly get this over with.Also, I hated that Analynn was involved in this petty squabble for the throne or for a man. I don't want anything to happen towards the people I care about.My schemes and moves are all mine. If I get karma for it, I will take it on my own without letting anyone take a hit for me.On the other hand, while crazy and dangerous, I knew how this would spiral to my favor. It'll be bad but not really life-threatening.“Oh my god!” I heard a voice yell in horror. It was so loud that my head was ringing. Ah, that could also be because I hit the ground.The person, whoever that poor witness is, shrieked so loud once they recognized me, “Luna Veronica?!”My head was spinning. My vision is blurry. I w
Veronica’s POVI was in a deep slumber.It felt like I was drowning. I wasn't really conscious but I have awareness. I saw things in a third person perspective and that's when I knew my little trips during my dreams were happening again.The vision started with a strawberry-blonde girl, probably around my age more or less, running as fast as she could.I looked around and realized that the place is radiating from olden times. Too ancient for my memory and knowledge. I couldn't see her face but I felt her emotions. I felt despair and fear as she ran.There was a connection between us and it's sitting in my gut. Who is she? Who is she running from? I was as lost as she seems to be.Then, a familiar balcony appeared.That balcony.Is this why I am having this vision?As if to prove my words right, it continued.“Don't you dare jump!” A voice yelled, the person who was running after the stranger.She snapped her head towards its direction. However, before I could see her, I felt a strong
Sebastian's POV“Why is it not breathing anymore, Luciana?” a far distant memory of a young version of me asked in plain confusion towards my big sister.“It’s dead, Sebastian,” she answered me, a hand on my shoulder as she stood behind me.My eyes bored into the dead body of my rabbit. The little creature lasted for several months.Every morning, I visit and poke at it for a couple of minutes as part of my daily activity.That day, when I did my usual play with the animal, it didn't move. It didn't respond. I thought it was one of those moments where it just randomly lies lifelessly in the cage so I wasn't bothered.However this time, it has been hours and it still didn't respond. I dragged Luciana to my room to check on it.“But why?” I questioned, frustration present in my whine, “I took care of it,” I gritted my teeth. Sadness for my loss shapeshifting into anger, the emotion I know best, “I gave it everything it needed,” I insisted.Luciana sighed, “Well, it needs more than your
Veronica’s POV“Hail, Supreme,” the entire committee of the Holy Parliament greeted in chorus, bowing to the newly arrived man.I watched how even Sebastian and Gareth followed. It took me and Colton a late second to follow.Having been from two powerful packs that always participates in the Culling Tournament and has connections throughout the upper society of the lycan continent, I assume they know the obviously high-ranking person.Sebastian wouldn't have bowed to someone lower than his status. To think that he's not almost on par with the Holy Parliament with how he interacts with them on the same footing, this means that this stranger surpasses, and probably sits on top of the chain.I tried peeking to see him as he trudged inside the courtroom, past the middle circle where Sebastian was positioned and towards the elevated platform in front, where the committee was.He walked with regality and authority. But I can't sense his second gender, which is normal sometimes especially wh
Veronica’s POVToday is the trial for the final verdict about Sebastian's murder and we have to bail time.“Luna Veronica,” the mocking voice of my boorish, brainless, ex-husband Colton disturbed the peaceful silence I have at where I was by the stands, “Majestic as ever with the way you managed to claw your way up towards another reign despite everything.”I turned to him with a cold, emotionless face.“Colton of Eviera,” I began, refusing to call him by his title as an Alpha, because I despised the time that I was beneath him when I know we're not even in the same league and he was never better than me.I looked directly into his eyes, “I see you're still the same too. Always barking up the wrong tree without a bite, thinking so full of himself but just overcompensating for the many things that you lack.”His fake politeness and confidence easily crumbled. Colton snarled at me, taking a step closer with glowing eyes in anger.“Funny you say that and look down on me. Then I guess you
Veronica’s POVWhen lycans lose their sense of self, they become feral werewolves.It happens in instances that the wolf side of a lycan fully overtakes the consciousness of the individual. If left unchecked and not cured in the right time, the werewolf will just become a mindless wolf, entirely animal; with no humanity left in them.So imagine my shock when I see Eamon in this state.“What happened to him?!” I exclaimed and stepped forward to get a closer look at where he was kneeling on the floor, canines bared, elongated and drooling.His eyes don't recognize anyone. They were wild and dilated, when I moved, he tried lunging at me with a bite and a growl but Declan held his chains, rattling as he was pulled while Sebastian was quick to grab my arm and held me back. I looked at him in panic. He had a blank stoic expression.“Don’t come near him, he’s not himself,” he warns and glances at the writhing Eamon, “It’s almost the same state whenever I lose myself to the curse.”It was har
Sebastian's POVI remember my very first kill vividly.Back then, the entire Northern continent was facing a rise of beasts and monsters.There was a breach at Helios, the entire pack was in chaos as a swarm of giant golems entered the territory.I was seven and told to stay in the palace. I haven't been into real hunts yet, especially unsupervised because they caught me back when I lied about going to a hunt to keep the rabbit I got.Then again, even as a kid, I was stubborn. I do what I like. I hated that all my siblings get to participate but me.That's how I found myself in the middle of Helios, with what seems to be the leader of the golems headed to me, pouncing.It happened way too fast.“Sebastian!” I heard Rowan yell from afar. It was loud even amongst the commotion of everyone fighting and the warriors trying to control the situation. My instincts took over. I fully shifted for the first time.I remember just dashing towards the danger of the giant golem, the feeling of ad
Veronica's POV“So Eamon is the traitor,” Nolan slumped down on the couch after he got back from the courtroom, “I don't believe it,” he mumbled to himself.“Me neither,” I uttered as I glanced at him from where I was standing in the middle of the room, “I don't know Eamon as much as you two do but I never considered him as a man who can do that.”“He seemed responsible and dutiful, a man of principles,” I said.Nolan sighed and looked at me, “It's because he is.”I have noticed that because he is Sebastian's closest aid, Eamon has a tight relationship with the Rozeiros siblings too. Being the pack Beta, this also has tremendous repercussions to the Helios hierarchy.We fell silent for a while, probably sharing the same worried thoughts. Until Sebastian spoke.“It can mean something different,” his serious voice echoed within the chambers.He had his back on us, hands clasped together behind him, standing in front of the ceiling to floor windows, staring at the dark outside.Nolan per
Veronica's POV“We all know the tales about the demon wolf. The kind of stories told to children at bedtime to warn them about the big bad wolf, a nightmare even amongst our kind.”I felt Sebastian’s hand flinch from Colton's words but he remained stoic. It's the most reaction I got from him since earlier. Nolan himself fell silent too.I glared at the bastard Colton but all three of us cannot contradict his words despite wanting to cut his tongue right then and there. It's vexing that he's aware of this fact and exploiting it to provoke us.“The brutal descriptions of the death brings the rumors to life. Always the torn limbs, the body in pieces, and the head is ripped away,” Colton’s eyes glinted with satisfaction as he looked at us, “Same pattern means same killer, yeah?”I bit the insides of my cheek.After witnessing that dark side of Sebastian, I started to see the same pattern Colton was pertaining to. Sebastian has this habit in killing, quite instinctive, that I don't think h
Veronica's POV The mystery pieces of how the murder of the Culling Tournament started coming together after seeing Colton and Gareth. They are definitely behind this. “Why are we joined with pests here tonight?” Sebastian gritted out the moment we stepped inside and saw them, “I wasn't informed that we are having bad company.” “I don't think we're the bad guys here, Sebastian,” Gareth answered with a smirk as he stared at him goadingly, “We came here to help.” “Help me and go fuck yourself then,” Sebastian took a step to lunge, almost instinctively but I pulled him to a halt. This is bad. Horrible, even. We can't have Sebastian lose his temper and trigger the curse in the middle of this trial. If that happens, we'd never recover for it. As much as Helios is powerful, the pack is still bounded by lycan oaths and principles. This could turn as an ammunition and an excuse for every enemy that the kingdom has to aid in taking down Helios. With everyone possibly working together t
Veronica's POVThere are three things we need to sort out.First, the trial for the murder of the Culling Tournament: it's impossible to disprove something Sebastian did commit. However, we cannot let this be used against Helios and let them corner us. Either we sway the direction into a more favorable judgment or manage to finalize a settlement.Second: find our Beta. Eamon is still missing out there. It could mean a lot of things but mostly two worst possibilities— a sign of betrayal or a hint of danger. Declan has set out to chase after his tracks and hopefully, come back positive results. Third: get points one and two done within a short amount of remaining time before the upcoming eclipse.Because unfortunately, this isn't the strongest storm that is about to hit us. That, I am sure of.“You know, when we talked about coming back to Metropolis, I didn't think it would be this soon,” I broke the silence in the carriage as we started to cross the familiar large arc at the end of t
Veronica's POV“I'm not dying Veronica.”I’m not sure when my anger turned from being betrayed through a broken trust into the stubborn vulnerability I want to avoid that comes with the possibility of losing him.His words echoed in my head.Sebastian was so sure that the curse will not kill him. He doesn't even seem to take it seriously. Perhaps it's only natural. He's never been weak in his entire life. Being in the brink of death is an unfamiliar territory for him.But not for me.“You don't know that,” I held his baffled gaze.I toed with near-death for a couple more times than I can count my entire life.I was never a gifted hunter by birth— it was all hardwork. The desperation to be acknowledged that fueled me to excel. I had no choice but to make myself excel, indespensible. Yet never a prodigy like him.So I have brushed with death a lot of times. Then, my life turned into worst. There was a time when it almost ended. Twice. One during my first imprisonment and second was duri