Erinn Veronica Westbrook Novels & Stories

Putting on my black high heels I give myself a last check before heading downstairs as I hear the first cars arriving. Arriving quietly behind my parents as they welcome the first couple – Alpha Zachary and Luna Rachel from the Blood Moon Pack, I step beside my father in time to shake Alpha Zachary’s and Luna Rachel’s hands. My mother and father give me a stern look, acknowledging my close to late arrival. I smile and continue with some small talk with Luna Rachel as Alpha Jackson continues speaking with Alpha Zachary and his Beta Sam. Luna Rachel is a beautiful woman. With her blond hair, brown eyes, and petite frame she is clearly the light in Alpha Zackary’s eyes.

But I stay where I am. “Lucy, if you are going to cut ties with Alpha Denver and the Blue Valley Pack, do it now. Then pledge your allegiance to me,” Alpha Kristen’s assistant says from the front seat. “Wait. I’m confused.” I look at Alpha Kristen. “Hi, I’m Erin.” The woman next to me says, giving me a toothy grin.

Mr Jackson asked. "Of course, we met." Kieran simply said. "Well, all she talked about since out last meeting was you, this is all we could do to satisfy her." Mr Jackson said and Kieran sighed, Kael stood up to attend to a call while Mr and Mrs Jackson excused them to talk and now they were alone. Veronica was a black haired girl, she was 5ft6, she was a bit curvy, she wore a black skin tight dress which has a slit in front, the dress showed her cleavage, she was wearing a heavy amount of makeup, you can tell she dressed to impress.

Erin didn’t know what to say to that, so she remained quiet. “I had thought that it would be exciting to crush your stubborn spirit and watch you wilt like Cheyenne and her sister wives, but now that I am beginning to realize just how intelligent you are, I think your spunk will be an asset to me. I like a female who not only has guts but also wit, and you possess all of that, Luna.” “Why do you keep calling me Luna?” “Because that is what you truly are, either as Edvana or Erin. Right now, you are both of them and that makes you even more dangerous. At least, Zokman was right about that part.”

Katharina Stones, her real name. “Sure” She nodded to Zach before looking back at her phone. “Wait” She halted his steps. “Im so glad you’re making friends” She whispered and he sighed. “Me too, ma” “I mean that was why we came to Paris right?” A smile infected her lips as the phone buzzed in her hands. With a glance, she’d sighted his name- “And-“ She said. Denver: you don’t have to do this. you don’t have to let me back. Love me back. i just want to reach out, hopefully we could see sometime-

gasped the arriving guests and the young women who filled the room. "Isn't she Beta Blake's daughter? She is so beautiful. Do you think she will become the next Luna of the White Hills Pack? She will make a perfect Luna," the gentle murmuring of the guests echoed in the ballroom, and Veronica smiled as she wore a tiny purple mask around her face. It was easy to recognize her as she let down her blonde hair to fall behind her back like she was a princess. She walked majestically in her striking purple shoes, drawing the eyes of the guests. Until my mother and Alpha David arrived, then the guests gasped in awe.

He sat back and forth, bent forward. "Lora Blake, studying her report, ahe doesn't look like someone who will back out of a fight." "Reports." My voice went deadly quiet "Of course, there are reports, Erin. The moment I heard about a potential heir, I had her investigated. Former fiancée of Senator Wellington's son, successful designer, single mother who's been raising a werewolf child with no support system." He paused. "She sounds formidable." "She is" "Then maybe you've finally met your match."

Now, it was my turn to tease. Veronica laughed again. Her laughter brought so much warmth to my heart. For all the things that had happened to her, Veronica deserves the best. Erin came out of her room, looking dazed. Remnants of sleep could be gleaned on her face. She plopped down on the couch beside me and nuzzled my neck. “Is that Erin?” Upon hearing Veronica’s voice, Erin lifted her head from the crook of my neck to sneak a peek at my phone.

He tugged the brim of his cap lower, adjusted the collar of his black leather jacket, and scanned the crowd through darkened lenses. "Westbrook's girl just arrived," said Kellan through the earpiece. "She’s wearing red. Alone. Upper balcony, Liam didn’t respond. He already spotted her. Ariana Westbrook. She swayed with a reckless grace—long legs, fiery curls bouncing, eyes half-closed as if the world didn't matter. The spoiled heiress was everything her father warned him about. Unpredictable. Wild. A ticking time bomb waiting to detonate the Westbrook legacy.

Ever since he gave me the ring to stop turning into the Phantom Wolf that resides inside me until night, we have been jabbing at each other constantly. But the moment her worthless assistant, Adrian is mention, my anger steps up a level. "Oh, would you like to talk about Thea and her boyfriends sex life?" I say, watching the way Jasper stiffens, and his hands clench into fists by his side. I just can't wait until our deals are done. He gets Lexia to kill the man behind the uprising, so his heart will beat again from his repent, and he can be with his mate. And in return, he assists the wolf inside me until I can mark Lexia.