Veronica's POV:As I groggily opened my eyes, the afternoon sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow in the room. Stretching my arms above my head, I sat up in bed and yawned, feeling a sense of anticipation for the day ahead. Memories of the previous night's training session with Draco filled my mind, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of exhaustion and exhilaration.With a sense of purpose, I made my way downstairs, my footsteps barely making a sound on the wooden staircase. As I reached the living room, my eyes widened in surprise at the sight before me. Gomez, the werewolf I had met in the woods, was sitting on the couch, engaged in a lively conversation with Draco. It was a sight that I never thought I would witness - a vampire and a werewolf, conversing like old friends.A smile crept across my face as I watched them, their voices filled with camaraderie and mutual respect. It was a testament to the bond they had formed, despite their differences. I couldn't
Veronica's POV:I held Zoey in my arms, feeling her warmth against my chest as Draco entered the room with a bundle of gifts in his hands. My heart swelled with gratitude for his thoughtfulness, knowing that getting these gifts required him stepping out under the sun."Draco, thank you," I said, my voice filled with appreciation. "These gifts are so thoughtful."He smiled warmly, his eyes gleaming with affection as he placed the gifts on the nearby table. "You deserve every bit of it, Veronica," he replied, his voice filled with sincerity. "You've been through so much, and I want you to know how much I appreciate you."I leaned in to give him a hug. As our arms intertwined, I couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for the family we had created, and the strength we had found in each other.But as much as I appreciated the gifts, there was something else on my mind. The desire to resume my training burned within me, a longing to regain my strength and prepare for whatever challenge
Draco's POV:As I walked into the sitting room, a sense of unease lingered within me. I couldn't shake off the nagging suspicion that had been growing in my mind. Something about Gomez's behavior and his growing closeness to Veronica had raised red flags, and I found myself keeping a closer eye on him. The nagging feeling compelled me to keep a closer eye on him, and now, it seemed that my suspicions were not unfounded.In my hand, I carried glasses and a bottle of wine, intending to share a pleasant day with Veronica. But, as I neared the entrance of the room, I froze in my tracks, my heart sinking at the sight before me. Gomez and Veronica stood mere inches apart, engrossed in conversation. Their voices were low, their expressions filled with an intimacy that made my stomach churn. And just as I stepped into the room, I caught the tail end of Gomez's words, "Veronica, I love you."My heart sank, and a surge of anger mingled with hurt flooded through me. The surprise in Gomez's eyes
"Come on, Veronica, this is the wrong time to raise your voice. Draco is trying to hold you down so you won't become too strong and overthrow him one day. He knows you have a very strong spirit and he's doing everything within his power to make you weak," Gomez hushed.Gomez's words didn't make sense initially but as I began to think it through, it began to dawn on me that Draco was just being overprotective and maybe he didn't want me to become strong like him. I took a deep sigh and nodded, my eyes roaming the sitting room to be sure that Draco wasn't hearing our conversation."Veronica, you know I love you right? And I won't do anything that would hurt you. I just…I just don't like seeing you weak and feeling helpless under Draco's influence," Gomez stretched out his hand.Gomez's words somehow managed to convince me and I took his hands in mine and let him lead me through the dimly lit hallway and out of the house.We stepped out of the house and I silently closed the door, carefu
Gomez's POV:The first time I approached Veronica, my initial plan was to seduce her and fool her into believing that I was genuinely interested in helping her."Draco is a powerful vampire and he's almost impenetrable. He can detect danger from miles away, making it almost impossible for me to catch him," Armand had explained to me on that very night when he had saved me from the angry mob of my community members. Prior to being saved by Armand, I had let my wolf form roam free in the woods at night and I couldn't control my primal instinct of craving blood, which led me to kill the seven-year-old son of the community leader. As I lay on the cold ground, my body battered and bruised, the angry members of the community unleashed their wrath upon me. Their fists rained down on me relentlessly, each blow intensifying the pain that consumed me. The darkness of the night concealed their identities, but their rage was obvious in every strike. I could do nothing but endure the torment, ho
Veronica's POV:As the footsteps drew nearer, I scrambled to my feet, my heart pounding in my chest. Fear seized every fiber of my being, the sudden intrusion shattering the blissful serenity that had enveloped us moments ago. But before I could make my escape, Gomez's grip tightened around my arm, his fingers digging into my flesh with an unnerving strength."Veronica, my dear," Gomez spoke, his voice laced with a malicious edge. "It seems fate has dealt you a cruel hand today. You are now Armand's captive."My eyes widened in disbelief, my voice caught in my throat. The man I thought I loved, the one who had whispered sweet promises just moments ago, now wore a wicked smile that sent shivers down my spine. Betrayal coursed through me, fueling the desperate need to break free from his grasp."No, Gomez!" I protested, my voice quivering with a mix of fear and disbelief. "This can't be happening! Release me! Gomez, how could you do this? We were together!"His laughter resonated throug
Veronica's POV:The warmth of the afternoon sun enveloped our cozy home, casting a golden glow on our peaceful surroundings. It had been over a year since the fateful encounter with Armand and Gomez, and life had gradually regained its balance. Draco, Zoey, and I had settled into a dining table for lunch, cherishing each precious moment as a family.Having just finished a satisfying lunch, I felt a surge of determination coursing through my veins. Today was another day of private training, an opportunity for me to further hone my skills and embrace the newfound strength that had blossomed within me over the past year. As I prepared to venture into the woods, Draco's voice interrupted my thoughts."Veronica," he called out, his tone gentle and curious, "are you not planning to take Zoey with you today?""Veronica," he began, his voice filled with playful persuasion, "I think it would be wonderful if Zoey could join us today. After all, she needs to witness her mother's incredible stren
Veronica's POV:As the werewolf lunged toward Zoey and me, a surge of unfamiliar energy coursed through my veins. Time seemed to slow as I felt a profound connection to the primal instincts within me. My eyes, once filled with fear, now blazed with a fiery crimson hue. At that moment, I knew I had tapped into a power I had never before experienced.Before my very eyes, my human form began to shift and contort. With a deep breath, I closed my eyes, surrendering myself to the forces coursing through my body. I felt a peculiar sensation as if an invisible force was pulling and molding my very being. My heart pounded in my chest, matching the erratic rhythm of my breath.Suddenly, my bones began to shift and crack, contorting under the strain of an unknown power. Waves of agony coursed through me, mingling with a strange mix of fear and exhilaration. I tried to understand the inexplicable transformation that was overtaking me, but my thoughts were drowned out by the overwhelming intensity