Lucas' POV:As I stormed away from the training ground, anger pulsating through my veins, I couldn't shake off the humiliation and insult that Jason had brazenly thrown at me. How dare he challenge me in front of Veronica? I clenched my fists, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The image of Jason's smug face lingered in my mind, igniting a fire within me.Back in the palace, I made my way to my room, seeking solace within the confines of its familiar walls. The door closed behind me with a resounding thud, shutting out the outside world. It was in this sanctuary that I could gather my thoughts, regain my composure, and plan my next move.I strode over to the full-length mirror, my reflection staring back at me with a mixture of frustration and determination. Running a hand through my tousled hair, I took a deep breath, attempting to steady my racing heartbeat."This cannot go unanswered," I muttered to myself, my voice a low growl. "I won't let him get away with this."I qu
Lucas' POV:The silence that followed was deafening. Time seemed to stand still as Jason's words reverberated through the crowd. I looked around, witnessing the shock and disbelief etched upon the faces of those present. The realization of the magnitude of Jason's confession began to sink in.Veronica's expression mirrored the collective astonishment. Her eyes widened, and her lips parted in surprise. She glanced at me, a question lingering in her gaze. I could see the turmoil within her as she tried to process this unexpected revelation.The king regarded Jason with a mix of curiosity and caution, his regal countenance revealing little of his thoughts. "Jason, your claim is bold," he stated, his voice carrying a hint of skepticism. "But such matters cannot be decided in haste. The bond between mates is a sacred one, and its validity must be thoroughly examined."Jason's determination remained unwavering as he locked eyes with the king. "I understand, Your Majesty. But I urge you to c
Jason's POV:Time seemed to freeze as the words reverberated through my mind, each syllable striking me like a devastating blow. My heart seized in my chest, and an overwhelming wave of grief washed over me. Lucas' face mirrored my disbelief, his eyes wide with shock and horror."No... no, it can't be," I whispered, my voice barely a breath. "Veronica... dead?"The guard nodded, his expression filled with sorrow. "I'm afraid so. We found her lifeless body in the nearby woods. It seems she met with a tragic accident."A surge of anguish surged through me, a wail of despair threatening to escape my lips. How could this be? The woman I loved, the one I had searched tirelessly for, was now forever lost to me.My heart pounded with a mixture of shock, grief, and disbelief as the guard's words pierced the air. Veronica... dead? It was an unthinkable tragedy, a reality that tore at the very fabric of my being. At that moment, time stood still, and the world around me blurred into insignifica
Veronica's POV:Tears welled up in my mom's eyes as she rushed to my side, her voice filled with a mother's love. "Veronica, my dear, you're awake. I've been so worried about you."Confusion engulfed me and questions swirled in my mind, threatening to overwhelm me."What... what am I doing here?" I managed to stammer, my voice betraying my bewilderment.My mom, her voice filled with tenderness, spoke up. "Veronica, my dear, there's so much we need to explain. But first, we're just grateful that you're awake and safe."Her words only fueled my curiosity, and my need for answers. "Safe? Why wouldn't I be safe? And why am I in the palace? Who are all these people?"But what caught my attention was the figure standing beside them—the regal man who exuded an air of authority and familiarity."B-but... you... you're the king?" I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper.The man nodded, a mixture of pride and sadness in his eyes. "Yes, Veronica. I am your biological father, the king. I kno
Jason's POV:As Henry's confession hung in the air, a heavy silence descended upon the palace. I stood there, frozen in disbelief, my heart pounding with a mix of guilt and regret. The weight of my actions, of rejecting Veronica as my mate, now bore down upon me like an unbearable burden.I watched as Veronica, her face etched with pain, abruptly rose from the couch and fled from the living room. Her departure left us all speechless, the echoes of her footsteps fading into the distance. I could sense the collective shock and remorse that reverberated through the room.The king, his face lined with sorrow, finally broke the silence. "It seems Veronica needs time to process all that has transpired. I believe it is best if we all return to our homes and give her the space she requires. Let her find solace and clarity in her own time."Nods of agreement and murmurs of understanding filled the room as the guests began to disperse, each carrying the pain of the revelations that had unfolded
Veronica's POV:As I wiped away my tears, a sense of determination settled within me. It was time to embark on my journey, to escape the confines of the palace and forge my own path. With each careful step, I packed my essential belongings into a small bag, making sure to take only what I truly needed.My trembling hands reached into the depths of the drawer, retrieving the precious ring that my father had once given me. Its significance weighed heavily on my heart, a symbol of the ties I had with the palace, and yet, a reminder of the pain and betrayal that had transpired within these walls.Silently, I moved through the palace corridors, a shadow amidst the grandeur. Every creak of the floorboards seemed to echo through the emptiness, urging me to maintain my stealth. I knew that any noise could potentially alert someone to my escape.As I approached the door to my father's grand study, my heart raced with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. The study held many secrets, and I
Draco's POV:The moonlight bathed the forest in an ethereal glow as I wandered through the thick woods, relishing the tranquility of the night. The air was cool and carried with it the faint scent of pine and damp earth. It was a perfect night for a stroll, as far as a vampire like me could appreciate such things.As I made my way through the dense woods, my keen senses detected a peculiar sound cutting through the stillness of the night. The rhythmic pounding of footsteps. Intrigued, I halted my steps and peered ahead, my crimson eyes scanning the shadows. And then, like a ghostly apparition, she appeared.A young woman with flowing chestnut hair, sprinted through the woods with a sense of urgency, her eyes wide with fear. It was a sight that piqued my interest, for I was not accustomed to encounters such as these. Yet, as I caught a whiff of her intoxicating scent, I found myself inexplicably drawn to her.Her aroma was a shade of royalty, a fragrance that danced delicately on the w
Lucas' POV:I paced back and forth across the intricately woven Persian rug in the palace living room, my steps echoing through the opulent space. My heart thudded against my chest, anxiety bubbling within me like a tempest ready to erupt. Veronica's sudden disappearance had blindsided me, leaving me in a state of shock and remorse. The weight of my own actions pressed heavily upon me, gnawing at my conscience."Where could she have gone?" I muttered to myself, my voice barely audible. The ornate walls seemed to close in on me, suffocating me with their grandeur. The room, once a place of respite, now held an air of uncertainty that hung thick in the air.Just as despair threatened to consume me, a gentle hand rested on my shoulder. I turned to see my mother, the queen, standing beside me. Her face was etched with concern, lines of wisdom and grace. Her soothing presence provided a small respite from the torment raging within me."Lucas, my dear son," she said, her voice a gentle melo