Veronica's POV:The crisp morning air embraced me as I pushed myself to the limit, engaging in yet another rigorous training session with Draco. The moon still hung high in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the training grounds. Sweat glistened on my brow as I practiced a series of swift punches, my muscles pulsating with exertion.But suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my abdomen, causing me to stumble backward in surprise. I clutched my bulging stomach, feeling the weight of my pregnancy pressing against me. Contractions. It couldn't be. I wasn't due for another three months.Concern etched across Draco's face as he rushed to my side, his eyes filled with worry. "Veronica, are you alright?" he asked urgently, his voice laced with concern.I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself amidst the throbbing ache. "I...I don't know," I managed to reply, my voice strained. "Something doesn't feel right."Without a moment's hesitation, Draco dashed into the house, his footsteps echo
Draco's POV:As I washed the dishes, the warm water soothing my hands, my mind wandered to the events of the day. Thoughts of Veronica venturing into the woods alone still lingered, my concern for her safety gnawing at the back of my mind. Finishing the task at hand, I dried my hands and strolled to my room, feeling satisfied.With a contented sigh, I decided to retire to my room for a refreshing shower. The warm droplets cascaded over my body, washing away the weariness of the day. Refreshed and revitalized, I stepped out and wrapped a towel around my waist.I opened the closet and selected a sleek, all-black outfit, running my fingers over the smooth fabric. Once dressed, I stood before the mirror, adjusting my collar and combing my fingers through my dark locks into a more polished appearance. Satisfied with my appearance, I took a book and made my way to the study, craving the solace and wisdom found within the pages of the countless books lining the shelves.The study room envelo
Veronica's POV:He chuckled softly, his eyes holding a glimmer of amusement. "I apologize for alarming you. My name is Gomez."The name echoed in my mind, resonating with the memory of the werewolf's transformation. I couldn't help but scrutinize him, searching for any resemblance between the man before me and the creature that had instilled fear in me just days ago. There was a certain familiarity in his eyes, a hint of vulnerability that contradicted the fierce nature of the werewolf."Why are you here?" I asked, my voice tinged with skepticism.Gomez's smile softened as if he understood my wariness. "I wanted to apologize for my actions the other day. The beast within me took control, and I lost myself. I never intended to harm you."His words caught me off guard, softening the walls of suspicion I had erected. Perhaps there was more to this man than met the eye. I hesitated, unsure whether to trust him or keep my distance."Why should I believe you?" I questioned, my voice laced w
Veronica's POV:As Draco turned around and saw me on the phone, his expression turned from suspicion to concern. He approached me cautiously, his eyes fixed on the device in my hand."Veronica, who were you talking to?" Draco's voice held a mix of curiosity and unease.I looked up at him, slightly taken aback by his sudden intensity. "It was Melissa, my lady-in-waiting from the palace," I replied hesitantly. "She somehow found out about us living in the woods."Draco's eyes widened, his unease palpable. Without a word, he swiftly reached for my phone, snatching it from my grasp. I watched as his fingers scrolled through the screen, his face growing darker with each passing second."What's wrong, Draco?" I asked, my voice tinged with concern. "Why can't I contact anyone from the palace? What is it that you're not telling me?"Draco sighed heavily, his gaze fixed on the phone as if lost in thought. Finally, he looked up at me, his eyes filled with a mixture of protectiveness and worry.
Draco's POV:As I sat in the study, my eyes skimmed the words on the pages of the book, but my mind was far away, preoccupied with the recent events that had unfolded. Veronica's voice echoed in my ears, her words of frustration and hurt swirling through my thoughts. I closed the book, feeling a heavy weight settle in my chest.I stood by the window, the cool breeze brushing against my face as I watched Veronica's retreating figure disappear up the stairs. Guilt gnawed at my conscience, knowing that I had been too harsh and overprotective of her.I gazed out into the distance, my eyes fixed on the outside world as if seeking solace in the vast expanse beyond the glass. The gentle breeze ruffled my hair, whispering secrets that only the wind could carry. I leaned against the window sill, my mind filled with remorse and regret.I had let my fear and concern for Veronica's safety cloud my judgment, pushing her away instead of finding a middle ground. My instincts as a vampire had taken c
Draco's POV:As I walked out of the disheveled study room, the sound of Veronica's cries reached my ears, drawing me towards the balcony. The sight that greeted me tugged at my heartstrings - Veronica, her face stained with tears, her hands trembling as she clutched onto the balcony railing. Without a moment's hesitation, I approached her and gently tapped her shoulder, causing her to jump in surprise."Veronica," I said softly, my voice filled with concern. "What's wrong?"She turned towards me, her eyes red and puffy. With a mix of relief and desperation, she threw her arms around me, disregarding the fact that her swollen belly was in the way. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tightly as she sobbed into my shoulder."I'm so sorry, Draco," she managed to say between her sobs. "I didn't mean to shout at you. I was just scared... scared that I might get too absorbed with living in the woods and forget about my existence as a normal human."I held her even closer, my heart achi
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