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
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