Novel & Cerita Betty Veronica Riverdale

It had been blindingly obvious even when she was a child that ultimately, she would be an extraordinarily beautiful woman. ‘You’ll know, of course, that Veronica is working in New York... for a billionaire...’ Belinda had cooed happily at him, smiling with satisfaction. ‘He’s totally besotted with her, of course,’ she had added. Even if it hadn’t been put into as many words, Sasha had gained the distinct impression from Veronica’s mother that the relationship between Ronnie and J.J. was rather more than that of merely employer and employee...

Betty noticed on a Tuesday morning. She was at the river, as she often was, in the quiet hour before Thornfield fully woke. River, her daughter, nine years old and already frightening in her perceptiveness had followed her without permission, as she frequently did, and was now sitting cross-legged in the grass beside the largest of the ancient wolves with the complete unselfconsciousness of a child who had grown up understanding that certain extraordinary things were simply the ordinary furniture of her world.

She added, and hearing this, Veronica felt a bit at ease and smiled slightly. “I want more than that little smile. Now give me that beautiful smile of yours.” Beta Lily urged Veronica, who then smiled beautifully as she wiped her eyes and her nose. “Thank you, ma'am.” She said and gave Beta Lily a hug. “Now get dressed.” Beta Lily said as they pulled away from each other. “You're going out with Megan.” She announced, and Veronica’s eyes widened. “What? But I thought we-” Veronica tried to protest. “No ‘buts’. Just get dressed. I'll tell her that you'll be down soon.” Beta Lily said, and before Veronica could protest any further, she got up and headed for the door with a big smile on her face

"And how do you know all this?" After uttering a bitter laughed, Veronica looked up. Her eyes welled up with tears. She fllashed a small smile. "I know all that because I am his daughter. I am Veronica Ginevra Guillermo, the lost daughter of Dante Guillermo and Zarine Morgan!"

in the style that always earns the parents' approval. "Oh, Uhm,... My apologies. She didn't inform me about that meeting. Luciano? Are you perchance related to Vincent Luciano, the owner of L Hotels and Casino?" I grinned and turned to face the brunette, who was soundly resting on my bed. "Yes sir, I'm his daughter. I hope you won't get mad at Miss Terranova. It was my fault". "Oh no. It was just a misunderstanding. Pardon my actions earlier. Do you know where she is right now?" He asked.

Who knew that after all these years, all the sacrifices and humiliation I endured just for his sake, that in the fourth year of our marriage, this was still how I was being treated? “Are you really planning on taking her to the ceremony in place of your Luna?” I asked as my fingers trembled and I wiped away the tears threatening to fall. “Veronica is from a beta’s lineage, Alba. She has a wolf and a prestigious reputation given her high-born background. It’s only understandable if she stands beside me today in the presence of other alphas because she is worthy of it,” he replied, earning him a nibbling kiss on his neck from Veronica.

The pack members settling in their seats. 'Where are you?' I went to a table and sat down. Drumming my fingers as Nic, Francis and Seth came and sat beside me. "Still no Zannicus?" I shook my head no. They frowned and looked around. "Hello everyone! Thank you all for coming tonight and I'm sure you're curious as to why you're here. Well, I'll just be blunt. Veronica Irv Septa, your female beta is pregnant." Gabe spoke and Isaac chuckled at his mate. Loud cheers and claps erupted from the pack members and I clapped along with them.

Hence, she said what she dreaded to say, although she knew a day would come when her secret would spill out. “Becca, if you kill him, you will wake the curse!” Veronica shouted, tears streaming from her eyes. Becca's hand froze in the air, she looked at the already depleted man and then let him go. He slumped to the floor at the same time Becca turned to her mom. “A curse?” She raised her brows. Veronica was about to give a response when a bullet laced in wolfsbane suddenly hit her belly. With a shocked and pained face, Veronica slumped to the floor in front of her mother.

She paused and I knew she was worried if she hadn't said too much, probably wondering if I knew about her daughter's condition. "I know what you mean, it's fine." I assured her, my gaze drawn to Veronica as she lightly scratched the bridge of her small nose. "I'm Betty by the way, short for Bethany. It's nice to speak to you, Hunter." I heard the sincerity in her voice and I repeated the sentiment. "Nice to speak to you too." She didn't say anything and I wondered what she was thinking now.

It's your only chance, Ronnie, to make it work. "Look, okay, you don't know me, but my name is Veronica Taylor. As in the only survivor of the Taylor murders a few years back. I know it was Sidhe that killed my folks, but I have no idea why. Was it because of some centuries-old blood feud or am I like…someone's changeling and Mom didn't want to give us back? I know my older brother had the same eyes as me, but I know Dad is just human. Did she piss someone off, was she like magic betrothed? I know the Elder Fae don't care for liars. I just…I just want some answers. I just want to what happened, and if it was anyway, my fault…"