The sun beat down mercilessly as I trudged through the halls of the palace, my steps heavy with exhaustion and frustration. It was my second day of training, and already, I felt the weight of my new responsibilities bearing down upon me like a suffocating shroud.Nana, the stern matron tasked with molding me into the perfect Luna queen, beckoned me forward with a sharp gesture. "Vesta," she said, her voice tinged with impatience, "time for your next lesson."I sighed inwardly, my irritation bubbling to the surface like a simmering volcano. This training was nothing more than a cruel charade, a mockery of my autonomy and independence.But I plastered a forced smile on my face, my mask of civility betraying the turmoil that churned within me. "Lead the way, Nana," I said, my tone dripping with false enthusiasm.Nana's lips tightened into a thin line, her disapproval palpable in the air. But she said nothing, merely turning on her heel and striding off down the corridor.As we walked, she
ALPHA LUCIUS POVThe air in the arena crackled with anticipation as I sat in my chair, flanked by three of my finest female warriors. Their presence was a testament to the strength and ferocity of my pack, a force to be reckoned with in the world of the supernatural.As Vesta was brought before me, I could sense the confusion radiating off her in waves. Her brow furrowed in bewilderment, her eyes darting around the arena in search of answers.I watched her closely, my senses attuned to every nuance of her being. She was a tempest unleashed, a force of nature that defied all attempts to tame her wild spirit."Vesta," I said, my voice calm and measured. "You have been summoned here for a reason."She looked at me, her gaze sharp and defiant. "And what reason would that be?" she retorted, her voice laced with skepticism.I smiled, a knowing glint in my eyes. "To test your strength," I replied simply. "To see if you possess the courage and skill to face your demons head-on."She scoffed, a
VESTA'S POVI groaned as I opened my eyes, my body throbbing with pain from the brutal fight in the arena. Memories of the battle flooded back, each blow a reminder of the merciless combat I had endured. And yet, amidst the agony, there burned a fierce determination, a fire that refused to be extinguished.I glanced around my room, the dim light casting long shadows across the walls. My handmaidens stood in the corner, their faces etched with concern. Relief washed over them as they saw me stir, their eyes alight with muted hope."How bad was it?" I asked, my voice rough with fatigue.Elliana stepped forward, her voice soft with admiration. "You were amazing, my lady," she said, a hint of awe in her tone. "You took down the first warrior, the strongest woman in the pack. No one expected that."A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips, a flicker of pride amidst the pain. It was a small victory, but a victory nonetheless. And in that moment, I felt a surge of determination, a resol
VESTA'S POVI lay in my room, still feeling the ache that permeated my bones from the brutal training session. Each movement sent tendrils of pain rippling through my body, a stark reminder of my limitations.The door creaked open, and I tensed as Lucius entered the room. His presence filled the space, a suffocating weight that hung in the air. I glared at him, my defiance simmering just beneath the surface."What do you want?" I snapped, my tone laced with venom. I was tired of pretending as if i give a shit about him or his stupid obsession of making me into who I am not. He merely chuckled, unfazed by my hostility. " it’s nice to see that you are getting back to your old self, I miss it if I must admit. I came to inform you that your training begins tomorrow," he announced, his voice carrying a hint of amusement.I scoffed, incredulous. "You expect me to train in this condition?" I retorted, my frustration bubbling to the surface.He leaned in closer, his breath warm against my ski
ALPHA LUCIUS’S POVI stood in the doorway, the faint light of dawn filtering through the window, casting a soft glow over the room. Vesta lay before me, her features softened in slumber, her chest rising and falling in a gentle rhythm. Despite the exhaustion etched on her face, there was a sense of determination that shone through, a resilience that belied her fragile state.Maria's words echoed in my mind, a nagging reminder of the toll that my decisions were taking on Vesta. She had pleaded with me to ease the intensity of her training, to give her body the chance to recover from the punishing regimen I had imposed upon her. But my resolve remained unyielding, a stubborn defiance that refused to waver.Knight's voice echoed in the depths of my mind, a constant companion whose wisdom I often chose to ignore. He warned me of the repercussions of my actions, of the rift that was widening between Vesta and me with each passing day. But I pushed aside his concerns, a silent acknowledgment
VESTA’S POV I arrived at the training ground, the anticipation bubbling within me as I prepared to resume my training. Despite the initial reluctance, I couldn't deny the growing sense of excitement that tingled beneath my skin. Perhaps it was the newfound camaraderie with Delta Maria or the sense of accomplishment that came with each passing day of training.With determined strides, I approached the center of the arena, my mind buzzing with anticipation. The morning sun cast a warm glow across the training ground, lending an air of serenity to the otherwise bustling atmosphere."Good morning, Vesta," Maria greeted, her voice warm and inviting as she approached me. "Ready to pick up where we left off?"I nodded eagerly, a faint smile playing at the corners of my lips. "Absolutely. I've been looking forward to it."As Maria began to outline the day's training regimen, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through me. The prospect of honing my skills and mastering new
VESTA’S POV I trudged wearily through the corridors of the palace, my muscles protesting with every step. Training sessions had left me exhausted, my body screaming for rest. Elliana and Raya flanked me, their voices a low murmur as they chattered about the latest gossip circulating among the omegas. I half-listened, too drained to fully engage.The palace hummed with activity, anticipation thick in the air. The impending coronation loomed over us like a storm cloud, casting a shadow over every corner. I hadn't seen my uncle since morning, his absence noticeable but not unwelcome. He was likely preoccupied with preparations, leaving me to my own devices. Fine by me.Lucius had been conspicuously absent from my training sessions lately, a fact for which I was grateful. I relished the reprieve from his oppressive presence, though I knew it wouldn't last. He was always lurking, always watching, his motives as inscrutable as ever. I wouldn't let my guard down around him, not for a second.
VESTA’S POV I arrived at the dinner hall slightly behind schedule, the weight of apprehension heavy upon my shoulders. Despite my best efforts to prepare, a sense of foreboding clung to me like a shadow, whispering of impending doom. I prayed silently that the evening would pass without incident, though deep down, I knew better.The hall loomed before me, its grandeur a stark reminder of the world I had been thrust into. My handmaidens and the omegas who had aided in my preparation had long departed, leaving me to navigate the treacherous waters alone. But I was no stranger to solitude, no stranger to the cruel whims of fate.As I made my way to the head of the table, a hush fell over the room, a silent acknowledgment of my presence. All eyes turned to me, their gazes a mix of curiosity and expectation. I ignored them, my focus trained solely on the figure seated beside me.Lucius, ever the puppet master, remained unmoved by the display, his attention fixed on the guests before him. I