No, I am definitely not jealous. Stop it. I still have that odd missing limb feeling, and still can’t figure out why I feel so weird. Hopefully, I get some answers from him today. He’s sitting at the kitchen island when I walk inside, all suit and tie gorgeousness, and gestures to the plate opposi
Niklaus I shouldn’t have been around her last night. I was so close to fucking snapping that I probably would have dragged her into my Black Room if I could still smell her wolf’s scent. Only Verena would push an unmated Alpha on a full moon night. Now I’m sitting opposite the Rogue Omega who to
She still hasn’t noticed me, but as soon as I pull her leg, she stops swimming and breaks through the surface. I hear a muffled ‘hello?’ and pull her leg again, causing her to scream. When she swims away toward the pool wall, I follow her and as soon as she gets there and breaks through the surface
Verena Holy crap, Alpha Niklaus wants me. I mean, I kinda figured it out since he’s always trying to come on to me, but to hear him say ‘for now’ as if we have a future is…something. After my last experience with an Alpha, I do not fancy myself a Luna again. The role carries too much trauma; trau
And I can do nothing but stand and walk out, because why would he confide in someone like me? Someone who he doesn’t know and literally pushed him away the night before? Three hours later, I’m laying on my couch eating pizza and sipping on wine while watching a rom-com, only for my front door to sl
Verena Today is my first official day off since I started working at the hotel, so I decided to spend some time away from the place where I work and live. Since I moved here, I haven’t really had the chance to walk around this part of town, so today I am exploring a bit. I start off with a gorgeou
“Thank you,” I say as I take in the scene in front of me again. “But I promise you, I’m good. I’m just thinking about a few things before I head home. I haven’t really had much time to myself to just … think.” “That can be dangerous,” he says, and I turn my head to face him. “Just make sure you don
Niklaus The heat of the pyre dances across my cheeks, sounds of mourning echoing all around me. My brothers stand at my back while I hold our mother, who has collapsed in a heap, muttering curses in Greek. My mother, our matriarch who was surely meant to be an Alpha, has kept this family in one pi
“I love you so fucking much,” he breathes against my lips, his forehead resting against mine. His voice is a husky whisper, carrying the weight of his emotions. “Thank you for everything — for our son, for this life, for a future that looks brighter every damn day because of you. You’ve given me a f
VerenaI sit quietly in the softly lit room; the air filled with the subtle scent of lavender and sage. Nastassja moves around with an air of focus, setting up the final components for the soul extraction and replacement ritual. My mind drifts to Niklaus and Arsenio, sleeping peacefully under his f
“In all lives that may come, and in all universes that may exist, you will always be my son, my light, and my hope. You have King blood in you and you are destined for greatness. By my will, and by your forefathers' blessings, so will it be.”After reciting the vow, I lean down and gently kiss Veren
“A son…” he whispers, then he murmurs something in Greek, I’m assuming—a prayer or a promise, perhaps both—before leaning over to kiss my forehead.“Thank you, Verena,” he chokes out, his voice breaking. “Thank you for giving me a son, a blessing.”His gratitude, so heartfelt, so raw, eases the last
VerenaThe pain is indescribable, a relentless, consuming force that grips my entire body. I’m clutching the sheets, my knuckles white, screaming as another contraction hits. Niklaus is beside me, his face etched with concern, his hands attempting to comfort me, but right now, I’m not having any of
I nod, understanding her struggle. “That’s completely valid, and I get it. Kris disappeared when you needed her. It’s not something you can just forget.”She sighs, looking down at her hands before meeting my eyes again. “I know. And I’m glad she’s doing good now, really. But you’re right, it feels
NiklausI’m perched at my desk, staring blankly at the papers strewn across it, but my mind is miles away, focused on the ticking clock and the phone beside it. The quiet of the office amplifies the occasional rustle of leaves outside, a cruel reminder of the waiting game I’m now playing. Three mon
“I didn’t teach you any dark magic because I was terrified of the implications it would have. You have Peter’s blood; my blood, and with that comes an addiction to dark magic,” she admits. “You’ve felt it, haven’t you? The pull? The lure to take things a step further? I know how it feels, darling, a
VerenaThe sun is warm on my back as I move among the tables laid out on the pack lands, the laughter of children bubbling around me like a cheerful stream. I’m arranging the final touches for the picnic we’ve promised them, smoothing a tablecloth here, straightening a plate there. The ladies of the