Lucas POV:
"I want you to teach me how to fight," she said, her eyes intense.I couldn't believe what I was hearing when Veronica asked me to teach her how to fight. I mean, she's a princess, for crying out loud! I thought to myself."Lucas, please," Veronica said, looking up at me with her big, pleading eyes. "I just want to know how to defend myself in case something happens."I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "Veronica, I understand your concern, but you're a princess. You shouldn't be fighting anyone. Besides, you have guards to protect you."Veronica's expression turned stubborn, and I knew she wasn't going to take no for an answer. "I'm not asking to learn how to fight to go out and start trouble, Lucas. I just want to be prepared in case something happens. Please, I need your help."I shook my head, feeling torn. On the one hand, I understood where she was coming from, but on the other hand, I didn't want to encourLucas POV:"But I want it. I can't resist you anymore, Lucas" she pleaded, her eyes searching for mine. I heaved a sigh.I knew this was my perfect opportunity to seduce her but I knew I shouldn't rush things so I don't come off as desperate."Veronica, I can't. You're my sister and we shouldn't be doing this. I'm sorry for kissing you earlier," I said as I stood up but Veronica's hand pulled on my elbow, forcing me to stop in my tracks."I'm in love with you, Lucas. I know it doesn't make sense but that is how I feel," she pleaded as tears began to well up at the corners of her eyes."Vee, you're my sister. It is absolutely wrong for us to be in a sexual relationship besides dad has visited the Crescent Pack and sent an invitation to the members of the Crescent Pack so they can come to our pack during the full moon festival. That way you can find a mate who you'll eventually learn to love," I explained, feigning care."I don't w
Veronica's POV:My heart stopped beating briefly as I stared at the door and back at Lucas. I was sopping wet in between my legs and my core still throbbed with the pleasure that Lucas gave. He turned to me and motioned me to get dressed as he quickly stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.I quickly threw on my clothes, trying to make myself presentable, while Lucas pretended to be closing the first aid box. I took a deep breath and opened the door, praying that my father wouldn't suspect anything."What is going on here?" my father demanded, his voice filled with curiosity.I tried to play it cool, even though I was shaking with nerves. "Oh, hey, Dad. Lucas was just helping me with my training. I sustained a minor injury while we were practicing sword fighting."My father's face darkened. "Sword fighting? Veronica, you know better than that. You are a princess, not a warrior."Lucas quickly spoke up, t
Lucas POV:I paced back and forth in my room, my heart racing and my mind in turmoil. My dad had almost caught me making out with Veronica, and now I couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt and shame. As I struggled to calm down, my thoughts wandered to Matilda, even though she isn't my mate, it still felt like I just cheated on her. What have I done?Suddenly, I heard a loud noise coming from my dad's study room. I froze for a moment, wondering what could have happened. Then, I heard a loud scream, and my instincts kicked in. I ran to the study room, my heart pounding in my chest.When I got there, I found Veronica on the floor, her face pale and her eyes wide with shock. My dad was lying on the ground next to her, his face contorted in pain."Dad!" I yelled, rushing to his side. "What happened?"Veronica shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "I don't know," she said. "We were talking, and then he just collapsed."I che
Lucas POV:"What am I doing here? I'm here because Dad is sick and in the hospital," Veronica replied as Matilda stared at her quizzically. I bet Veronica is pissed off but can't even show how annoyed she felt at seeing Matilda at the hospital. She had to keep my frustration to myself so everyone does not get the impression that she was in love with me."Vee, are you okay?" Matilda asked, withdrawing her arm from mine."I'm fine. Uh mm, Lucas can I talk to you for a few minutes?" Veronica stuttered, looking at me in a pleading manner."Sure," I said in a cold voice. The boring look on my face resurfaced again."Hey, Lucas, I don't feel too well. I think I should head home", she said resting her soft palm on my arm but I subtly withdrew his arm from my grip. I didn't want Matilda to get the wrong idea."It's okay. I'll call your chauffeur to drive you back to the palace while I remain here," I replied gruffly and proceed
Malia's POV:I had paid a brief visit to my parents' pack when I got the call that Tyler had suddenly collapsed. I quickly rushed to the palace and found the palace dead as ice. I was scared and freaking out but I could not afford to break down in front of the palace servants.After the long stay at Tyler's bedside, watching his chest rise and fall as he lay unconscious on the hospital bed, Lucas insisted that me and Chloe head back to the palace. As I got to the palace, I saw Veronica sitting in the living room, her knee held to her chest as she perched at the edge of the leather cushion."What did you do to the King?" Chloe barked at her immediately as we stepped into the living room. Veronica raised her face and I could see her swollen eyes."I didn't do anything," she murmured. "We just had a brief conversation and while I was on my way out, he suddenly collapsed." Veronica defended herself."Oh, please spare me those vain excuses," C
Jason's POV:As we approached the palace of the Nightshade Pack, my heart quickened with anticipation. As we entered the palace gates, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the grandeur of the place. "Stay close, Jason," my father cautioned, his tall and imposing figure leading the way. He was respected by many in the Lycan community, and known for his wisdom and strength as an alpha. I followed closely, taking in the opulence of the palace, the ornate carvings on the walls, and the immaculate gardens that adorned the grounds.The opulent halls echoed with the whispers of palace servants scurrying about, and the scent of fresh flowers wafted through the air, adding to the regal ambiance. We were soon greeted by palace servants, who bowed respectfully to my father as we made our way through the corridors. I could sense their reverence towards him, and I felt a swell of pride for being his son. We were led to the queen's chambers, and as we entered, I
Jason's POV:"Mom!" Henry gasped as we simultaneously untangled from each other's gaze. I took a few steps backward while Henry eyed me maliciously and walked towards his mother who stood transfixed at a spot."Henry. What did you just say?" Mrs. Brook reiterated, her voice shrieking through the roof. "Is Veronica truly alive? Answer me!""No, Mom. I…I don't know. I…just…just said that so Jason could leave me alone," Henry stammered. "He threatened to hurt me if I did not tell him where Veronica was. I guess he is being delusional about Veronica being alive."I knew Henry was lying but I didn't want to create a scene at the Brook's home so I kept my calm."Jason, I think you should leave now. You were the one who publicly rejected Veronica as your mate and you can't come to my house and harass my son as well," Mrs. Brooks said, glaring at me. "We've learned to accept Veronica's disappearance and you can't come here and open healed wounds,
Lucas' POV:As I sat in my room, scrolling through my phone, I heard a soft knock on my door. I was surprised to see Veronica standing there, looking somewhat anxious. I opened the door and invited her in, noticing her fidgeting as she entered."Hey, Veronica, what's up?" I asked, concerned.She hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up. "Lucas, can we talk?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.I nodded, gesturing for her to sit down. She looked nervous as she perched at the edge of the bed.After a moment of silence, Veronica looked at me with a mix of curiosity and unease. "I wanted to ask you about Malia," she said tentatively. I furrowed my brows, caught off guard by her question. "What about her?" I replied cautiously.She bit her lip and then spoke up, her words coming out in a rush. "I saw you with Malia at the hospital when Dad was sick. Are you guys dating? Is she your girlfriend?"I took a d
As I stood there, my heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and trepidation, I noticed them – my foster parents, Mr. and Mrs. Brooks, and my long-lost brother, Henry, standing among the crowd. It had been years since I last saw them, and I never imagined I would reunite with them under these circumstances. But there they were, their faces etched with a blend of emotions, just like mine.As I reached them, my foster mother, Mrs. Brooks, was the first to react. Her eyes welled up with tears, and before I knew it, she was in my arms, hugging me tightly. "Veronica, my dear girl," she choked out, her voice trembling with emotion. "We never stopped thinking about you, never stopped loving you. We're so sorry for what happened."Tears welled up in my eyes too, but I quickly blinked them away. "I know, Mom," I whispered, using the title that had always felt right for her. "I understand. Life had its way of pulling us apart, but I'm here now, and that's what matters."My foster father, Mr
Veronica's POV:The palace corridor stretched before me, its grandeur a constant reminder of the responsibilities that now rested on my shoulders as the Luna of Nightshade pack. Yet, despite the regal surroundings, an uneasiness gnawed at my heart, a magnetic pull I could not ignore. The mate bond with Jason, my first mate and Alpha of Crescent pack, was too powerful to suppress any longer.With a deep breath, I made my decision. It was time to visit Crescent Pack and meet with Jason, to confront the feelings that had been tugging at my soul since the day of my coronation.As I stepped outside the palace, the cool breeze of the evening greeted me, carrying the scent of the forest and the promise of a new beginning. My entourage, including Draco, my ever-loyal companion, and a group of trusted guards, accompanied me on the journey.The path to Crescent pack was familiar, as it was the same route I had taken before, but this time, it felt different. Emotions surged within me like a torr
Veronica's POV: As Malia lay crumpled on the floor, her once formidable presence reduced to a broken figure, a solemn silence fell over the throne room. The weight of her actions hung heavy in the air, and the kingdom braced itself for the consequences that awaited her.My father, Tyler, the lycan king, stood tall and resolute, his voice ringing out with authority. "Malia," he declared, his tone laced with disappointment, "you have betrayed the trust of this kingdom and tarnished the honor of our bloodline. Your actions have brought pain and darkness upon this kingdom. For your crimes against the crown and its people, henceforth, you are stripped of your royal title and sentenced to the dungeons."Malia's once haughty demeanor had crumbled along with her monstrous form. She lay on the floor, broken and humbled by the events that had transpired. "Take her away," my father commanded.With his command, the guards swiftly moved forward, their grip firm as they encircled Malia and hoiste
Veronica's POV:The lycan king turned to Malia, his gaze piercing and stern. "Malia, you will have the opportunity to defend yourself, to address these accusations. But if they are proven true, there will be consequences.""Yes," I interjected, my voice steady but resolute. "I have proof, Father. I have gathered evidence, witnesses who can testify to the truth of my words."With a determined expression on my face, I turned to Melissa, my trusted lady-in-waiting, and beckoned her forward. With a graceful step forward, Melissa presented a small voice recorder in her hands, its sleek design gleaming under the palace's golden light. I held my breath, knowing that the contents of that recorder held the key to unraveling the web of deceit that had ensnared us for far too long.Turning to the lycan king, I spoke with unwavering resolve, my voice projecting strength and conviction. "Father, it is time to shed light on the darkest corners of our kingdom. Melissa has captured conversations, con
Veronica's POV:I could swear that Lucas was beyond shocked to see me standing before him. The look on his face resembled that of one who had seen a ghost just a few minutes ago."Vee… is… is that really you?" Lucas stammered as the expression on his face shifted from shock to a mixture of curiosity and disbelief. A victorious smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I drew near, and leaned in close to Lucas, my voice a mere whisper that only he could hear. "I've returned to reclaim the throne," I breathed, a touch of mischief dancing in my eyes.The words hung in the air, a challenge wrapped in intrigue. Lucas's expression flickered between astonishment and intrigue, the weight of the revelation sinking in. I could almost taste the anticipation that radiated off him, mingling with the lingering sparks of our past.But before our silent exchange could continue, the grand doors of the throne room swung open, revealing the imposing figure of Tyler, the lycan king, accompanied by Malia
Lucas' POV:I walked briskly through the corridors of the palace, my mind preoccupied with the matters discussed during the council meeting. The council meeting had just concluded, and I was making my way toward the solitude of my royal chambers when I heard my mother's voice calling out to me."Lucas, dear, we need to talk," she said, her tone both gentle and firm. I turned around, my brows furrowing in confusion, and walked back to where she stood."Of course. What is it, Mother?" I asked, curiosity tinged with a hint of confusion. There was a seriousness in her eyes that made me wonder what could be so important.She smiled warmly. "Let us talk in the privacy of the royal chambers. There's something we need to address."She motioned for me to follow her, and we made our way to the familiar doors of the royal chambers. As we entered, the air grew still, and the air of the room seemed to grow thick. I took a seat, my mother joining me, her expression composed yet filled with a sense
Veronica's POV:The room was filled with a bittersweet ambiance as I carefully folded and packed our belongings, preparing for our journey back to the palace. Draco stood by, watching quietly, his eyes betraying a tinge of sadness as he observed me gathering our things.I folded a few clothes and placed them neatly in the suitcase, my mind racing with memories of our time together in this cozy home. It had been a place of solace and love, where Draco and I had built a beautiful life for ourselves and Zoey.Draco's voice broke the silence, filled with a mix of longing and restraint. "Veronica, are you sure about this? Leaving everything behind?"I turned to face him, a bittersweet smile gracing my lips. "Draco, I've thought long and hard about this decision. It's not easy, but I can't ignore the call of my responsibilities any longer. The palace is where I belong and it's about time I go back and reclaim ownership of the throne."His gaze softened as he reached out, his hand brushing a
Veronica's POV:As the months passed, my determination to master and control my wolf form grew stronger. I spent countless hours in the secluded clearing behind our house, surrounded by the tranquility of nature, honing my abilities and exploring the depths of my newfound power.On this particular day, the sun bathed the clearing in a warm golden glow as I stood at the center, my focus solely on the task at hand. My body felt energized, ready to embrace the challenges that awaited me.I took a deep breath, the crisp scent of the forest filling my nostrils, and closed my eyes, allowing the sounds of nature to envelop me. With each inhale and exhale, I envisioned myself tapping into the primal energy that resided within, ready to be unleashed."Focus, Veronica. Trust in yourself," I whispered to myself, my voice carrying the determination that burned within me.I began with a series of stretching exercises, my limbs moving fluidly as I prepared my body for the intense training that lay
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