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 POVEveryone in my life has betrayed me.This realization dawned on me as I felt my numbing wrists from the heavy metal cuffs they put on me, chaining me to the crusty brick wall of the packhouse’s basement prison.My vision is slowly becoming blurry from dehydration and starvation. I can barely see my scarred legs and I couldn’t remember how long I have been locked up in this dark place.Suddenly, as I was on the brink of losing my consciousness, the sound of the cell bars opening and the looming shadow of a person from the light outside woke me up.“Ah, what a sight to behold,” the moment I heard her pesky voice, rage took over my exhausted body. I clenched my fists, the nails digging deep in my palms that I am sure were bleeding. Even with my messy long hair covering my face, I felt her bending down before placing her hand fan below my chin and lifting it for me to see her unsightly face.“Oh how the high and mighty Veronica has fallen,” her mocking tone and grin made m
Veronica’s POV“For the sin of stealing the virren moonstone and attempting to kill the Five Elders by poison, here stands Veronica Crysmorra, former Vameer, and Luna of the pack to receive her divine punishment.”There was utter silence. I thought that my heart would beat fast in fear for my fate but perhaps I am too dead inside to feel any of it. Everyone was looking at me— in disdain, disappointment, anger, and many other things.I stood in the middle of the platform. There were no stars in the sky and the moon is now behind the gray clouds. I tuned out the declaration of the rest of the damnation ritual. I couldn't care less. After all, it will just end up with me getting beheaded or burned alive.Just in time, I heard the footsteps of someone coming towards me. I knew to whom it belonged. My hearing may be weakened in my state right now but I could recognize him. Colton Vameer.My Alpha. My husband. Ex-husband, given that he will now be replacing me. He stared at me for a long