Erinn Veronica Westbrook Novels & Stories

I pulled my hair back into a low bun. With a standard attendee pass in hand, I picked a seat in a corner. The pre-summit cocktail party was in full swing as the hall was filled with chatter. “I heard that the S-class consultant will be demonstrating her zero-casualty tactics today,” a young werewolf exclaimed excitedly. “She’s Erin White.” His companion kept his voice down. “Apparently, her battle strategies have never once failed.” “My cousin once witnessed Erin in action in Europe,” another chimed in. “Her speed and strength are unparalleled.”

I got up, said my goodbyes and reported to Beta Drake. "This is Veronica. She is head of night staff and will be giving you your tasks for tonight." Beta Drake said as we approached an older woman. Her hair was white as snow, and her eyes bright blue. She greeted me with a warm smile. "So this is the one who lives to see another day." She laughed as she looked at Beta Drake and me. "Sure is, she will be with you for the next week. I'm sure Alpha Erik already informed you of that." She nodded in response. They said their goodbyes, and she turned her attention to me.

She crossed her legs, looking completely satisfied with the despicable actions of her clan member. Marcus shook his head. “That’s where you’re wrong. My daughter is mated to the alpha of that wolf pack that your clan member attacked.” He sat back, crossing his arms over his chest and pasting his own satisfied smirk on his face. “So, Leah had every right to interfere. And since my clan and the Winston Pack are now allied through marriage, that makes it my business.”

Caleb sighed and mutter something under his breath “What is it?” “Can you get me information on a man named Jenkins Innes? Another is Carter. He's a distributor of drugs on the south side” "What do you want to know about them?” “Address and What they love to do” I answer coldly “Got it. I will send you the information before daylight is up” “Perfect” We fall into a comfortable silence, I can tell something is bothering him. “Just go ahead and say it” I urge him.

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

"Then, what should I do?" "Just let it be," Erna folded her arms in front of her chest, leaning her back against the chair. “What makes me even more curious, why Sander? As far as I know, you're not the type who's interested in being a matchmaker for other people.” "That's what you think," Veronica pursed her lips. "Do I look like an outcaster to you?" “A little bit honest?” "Yes." "I hate to say it, but yes, you look like an outcaster who doesn't want to associate with social things unless you think it would be beneficial for you. Except for me, Bianca, and also Dania, of course.”

I asked her, a genuine question. "Okay, but who the hell would dare to say me anything, and I am not even talking about acts of doing indecent things to me. Everyone in the whole country knows that I am Veronica Mervyn, dearest sister of Ernest Mervyn who is the lord of the underworld, and fiancé of Dominic Clint, who is maybe not as grand as my brother but at least, the richest business tycoon in the whole country." She replied back nonchalantly which was surprisingly true to itself. Bitter but the truth.

I bolted up in joy, unconsciously hugging Kelly. It seemed pretty ridiculous but it was worth the wait. I looked at my best friend and a wave of fright coursed through me, she wasn't looking all happy and jovial anymore, she was full of bad energy and lingering eyes. I could feel her offloading dozens of rage aura and she could wolf out if I moved any nearer. "Rachael, you have been chosen by the moon goddess to become the Luna of the Crimson Moon Pack thereby becoming the Alpha's Mate," Sari said, hitting his bong staff on the floor.

he replied finally, his fists unclenching Erania took a step away from him, standing in their midst, her tone louder and more firm, "Kaya Renée Joston, The little human girl" she said with a sparkle in her eye. She turned to him with a grin, “I thought she was perfect for you, really," she said turning to the rest, "but apparently not for any of you,” her eyes were a gentle stern as she glanced at Ena to Abigail, Alessia and Lastly Edwin.

Nothing would stop me now. As I left their room, I took one last glance at their peaceful faces. "Goodnight, my loves," I whispered. "I promise you, everything will be alright." The flickering nightlight cast long shadows across the floor, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I could feel the darkness that lived inside me stir with excitement. And a voice whispered in my head, “The world will soon know our name, Luna Wicken, and they will learn to fear it.”