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
ALPHA LUCIUS’S POVThe air in my office hung heavy with tension as Tia stormed in, her fury a palpable force that filled the room. Her footsteps echoed against the marble floor, each one a defiant declaration of her intent. I waited patiently, my senses attuned to the simmering rage that radiated from her like heat from a flame."Well, well, well," I drawled, my voice dripping with amusement as she came to a halt before me. "If it isn't the illustrious Tia, come to grace me with her presence."Tia's lips curled into a snarl, her eyes blazing with righteous indignation. "You think this is funny, Lucius?" she spat, her words laced with venom. "You think you can just cast me aside like some common servant?"I chuckled, the sound ringing out like a clarion call. "Oh, Tia, you always did have a flair for the dramatic," I remarked, my amusement unabated. "But let's not pretend you're here out of some noble sense of duty. We both know why you've come."Her fists clenched at her sides, her fur
ALPHA LUCIUS’S POV As the day of the appointment of the new cabinet members dawned, the sun rose over the capital city, casting a golden hue upon the grand courtyard of the palace. The air hummed with anticipation, the energy palpable as citizens from across the kingdom gathered to witness the historic event.I stood at the center of the courtyard, flanked by towering pillars of marble that rose to meet the sky. Despite my blindness, I could feel the weight of the moment pressing down upon me, the gravity of my responsibilities heavy upon my shoulders.Beside me stood Vesta, radiant in the morning light, her presence a beacon of hope amidst the sea of faces that filled the space. She wore a gown of royal blue, the color accentuating the fiery determination that burned within her. As she glanced at me, her eyes alight with excitement, I felt a surge of pride swell within me. She was a worthy consort, a partner in every sense of the word.The courtyard buzzed with activity as dignitarie
VESTA’S POVThe echoes of laughter and music faded into the night as the party came to a close, leaving behind a lingering sense of exhaustion and unease. As the revelers dispersed, I found myself standing alone in the dimly lit corridor, the weight of the evening settling upon my shoulders like a heavy cloak.I turned to find Lucius beside me, his presence looming large in the darkness. His gaze bore into mine, a silent challenge that left me feeling exposed and vulnerable."Come, Vesta," he said, his voice smooth and commanding. "It's time we retire for the night."I bristled at his presumption, the bitterness of our forced proximity souring my mood. But I knew better than to defy him, knew better than to invite his wrath upon myself.Without a word, I fell into step beside him, my footsteps echoing against the marble floors as we made our way to his chambers. The silence between us was thick with tension, a silent testament to the animosity that simmered beneath the surface.As we e