VERONICA"I, Prince Grimgor, reject you, Veronica, as my mate."Everywhere became quiet, and all eyes went from him to me. I guess my countenance doesn't look like someone who just got rejected."Everything holds as planned. If you want, you can reject yourself as a prince, but a new king emerges today. Together with a Luna. The pack has suffered without a Luna for a long time," the king said and left the table. He didn't even try to consider his son's opinion."Then... I will have to quit being the crown prince and future king of Ravenswood," Prince Grimgor said with a firm voice.I never knew he hated me this much.His father turned and, after staring at him for a few minutes, continued walking to wherever he was going."I think I should get going now," I say, leaving the table while Eva follows behind. I don't even know the relationship she has with them, but I am sure their families are so close that she could sleep over and even have breakfast with the king and crown prince.She
VERONICA I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions swirling within me as Grimgor finally uttered those fateful words, "Yes, I will." Relief washed over me, mingled with a tinge of fear. I had been terrified that he would reject the position and, with it, the responsibility of marrying me.The king's gaze searched the crowd, finally landing on my face. It felt as if he could see straight into my soul, unraveling my doubts and fears with a single look. His voice resonated through the hall: "Do you accept to serve Ravenswood and be a mother to them?"I almost questioned myself, my voice catching in my throat. Plans had changed, and I had never anticipated being thrust into this role. Yet, without hesitation, I replied, "Yes."That was it. They made me kneel beside Grimgor, my heart pounding in my chest. As the crown was placed on our heads, a mix of cheers and applause erupted from the crowd. "Long live King Grimgor. Long live Luna Veronica!" they chanted, their voices
VERONICAI woke up to an empty bedroom again. The sunlight steaming from the room's open window My eyes swept the room once again, reassuring me that I was alone before I scotched off the bed and headed to the bathroom. I watched and took a shower before stepping out with my towel wrapped around my chest.I wasn't happy at all, but I am happier each time I wake up to see that he is gone. We agreed to live as strangers. Doing our things differently, living differently, and having to eat differently or else the family requests a dinnerHe only takes me to the cabinet's meetings a few times. Just for me to answer that I am present. I do not even have the audacity to make a suggestion to him. But still, I was happy. More happy than if it were otherwise.I was going to start my revenge with his father. And then to those who caused the death of my grandmother. I am also curious about the agreement his father had with mine and why he wouldn't even take another child unless it was me."What a
VERONICAI stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my dress and nervously smoothing down my hair. Tonight was our first date night in months, and I hoped it would be a chance for my husband, Grimgor, and me to reconnect. But deep down, I knew he didn't really like me. We are just stuck in a hollow shell of a marriage.As I heard a knock on the door, my heart skipped a beat. I took a deep breath and made my way downstairs. He sent Sam to knock at our door so I could get down.There stood Grimgor, towering over me with his muscular build and brooding expression. His dark eyes glanced at me briefly, devoid of any warmth or affection."Ready?" he grunted, barely looking at me as he fiddled with his car keys.I nodded, my smile fading slightly, and stepped outside. The cool evening breeze brushed against my face, but it did little to calm my racing thoughts. Grimgor held the car door open for me, but his gesture felt mechanical, lacking the tenderness I longed for.As we sat in the car, a
VERONICAI have never been in such a tight position. I rushed to my cloth box, and luckily it was intact. It couldn't have been Prince Grimgor. I was still trying to think of the reasons why my room was like hell when the creaking sound of the door echoed in my ear.The old king and some of his men walked in. He looked at the room and walked to different corners before he stopped at my face."How did you get in, Veronica?" He asked, stretching my name as he pronounced it. He seems to be filled with youthful energy."I got in with my key, sir," I replied. For the first time, I felt anxious around him. He gazed at me for a moment and then started to walk around me."But... I changed to lock! Does it mean that the new lock is fake or that you used your hairpin to do the job?" he says, swinging around me. Why would they change the lock? Or they wanted to know that I teleport? I had to pick my answer as quickly as I could so that he would not think that I had given myself time to think."I
King Grimgor's POV"Father. What has my wife done? I have never seen you this distressed," I ask once my father shifts back to his human."Distressed?. How could I be because of a little girl?" He shrugged and left.Funny enough, he didn't know I heard part of the conversation. He must have recognized Veronica by now. It's up to her to save herself. I am done being kind and all that."Get up, Vera." I pushed her body down on the bare floor, but she didn't move. It's just surprising how she is a pro at pretense and acting. "Get up already; he is gone."She wouldn't wake up. I checked her breathing and noticed that it was surprisingly getting more and more slow."What's the deal with you? Wake up, Veronica.I picked her up and rushed to the pack's royal clinic. The doctors immediately took her in and started treating her. I waited outside, pacing back and forth, praying for her to be okay.After what felt like hours, the doctor came out and informed me that Veronica was stable and would
King GrimgorThe trial began, and the weight of the false accusations hung heavily in the air. Veronica stood strong, her head held high, despite the unjust accusations being thrown at her. The courtroom was filled with tension as the pack watched intently, their eyes darting between Veronica, my father, and me."We are gathered here today to bear witness to the trial of Veronica, the Luna of Ravenswood pack. "Do you swear in the name of the moon goddess that you will say nothing but the truth to whatever question you are asked?" I asked, staring directly at Veronica.I met her face. How those green eyes haunt me now."Yes. I do," she answers."And what do you plead?" I asked, tensed that she would accept being guilty. She was someone who would definitely jump into that."Not guilty," she said, to my surprise. An attempt to survive? This is the first time I've seen her make such an attempt.As witness after witness testified against her, presenting manipulated evidence and false test
VERONICAEverything fell into place just as I had envisioned, despite the tarnished reputation that now accompanied my name. I was determined to rectify that once I left this place. There was nothing more satisfying than isolating myself from everyone and abandoning my responsibilities as the Luna, allowing me to focus on organizing my intricate plan."Here you go, ma," Sam said, approaching me and handing over my bag, along with a pack of snacks."I never asked for snacks," I remarked, puzzled by the unexpected addition."The king sent them to you," he replied earnestly."The king? Why would he do that?" I inquired, perplexed by the gesture."Oh, I mean King Grimgor," Sam clarified.A surge of realization washed over me as I momentarily forgot that my husband is the king of Ravenswood instead of that old hag."Thank you. You can leave," I said while he bowed. SNF left that instant.I zipped the bag open and made my way beneath it to find the books I left there. My heart skipped a bit