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I am the future queen of the lycans and this vampire was blocking my path to my mate. The vampire’s eyes widened as I lunged, my movements a blur of silver light. He swung his blade, but I was faster now, the new magic enhancing my abilities. My jaws clamped down on his sword arm, and I heard the satisfying crunch of bone. He hissed in pain, lashing out with his other hand. I felt a sharp, burning sensation as his dagger found its mark, sinking deep into my shoulder. But even as blood matted my fur, I refused to let go. He twisted his blade in me and I released his arm, rearing up on my hind legs. I was now towering over him, did I grow? His eyes were wide as I brought my full weight down. M

“Holy fuck. Seriously? No way.” Vicente says with a smile on his face as he looks to Luis for confirmation. Luis smiles and nods to him. “You are a legend. Dude do you even know who this lady is?” “Of course, I do.” Luis says and he winks to Veronica. “I’m already impressed. Sorry didn’t mean to cut you off but I got a little starry eyed.” Veronica chuckles and says “It’s okay really. So, I have been doing deep dives into both my mafia family and the cartel. We were coming back to deal with an issue with my mafia family. Actually, Hector, would you grab those 7 files please?”

Chapter 81 Veronica's POV I knew I was dead. Or at least I thought I should be dead. But I could not phantom why it hurt so much. My head, my shoulders, and my lower abdomen. I couldn't open my eyes..or perhaps I could, I was just not willing to try because I did not know what would await me when I did. Willing myself to finally Garner the courage, I pushed my eyelids open, the stinging darkness biting through my lids like a venomous creature, slowly forcing me to close my eyes again and open them.

'God help her, give her strength. What else could I do but pray for this poor soul? ༻❁༺ The night was terrifying with snow storms hitting the window over and over again, the weather unexpectedly changed from serene to chaotic. Just like her life. Painful whimpers escaped her lips as she dragged her feet toward the full-length mirror. Her right hand clenched the white sheet against her naked body while the left one held the cold wall for support. There's a noticeable limp in her walk. Emma took in a shaky breath attempting to endure the agonizing pain between her legs but it was futile. The hours-long session had sapped all of her energy.

I stammered, my voice trembling, "Veronica was innocent in all of this. She didn't deserve to be used for our gain." Her smile grew wider, a wicked glint in her eyes. "Oh, Lucas, you underestimate the power of the throne. With Veronica gone, you are free to rule without the burden of a potential rival. Your path to the crown is now unobstructed." I felt a sickening mix of guilt and horror as her words sank in. Was this the woman I had turned to for guidance and comfort? My mother, the one who should have taught me right from wrong? I struggled to comprehend the twisted perspective she now revealed.

' I thought before closing my eyes as the shouts of my family members echoed around me. Author's Note- Hello my dear readers. This chapter marks the end of My Personal Lycan king (Book-1). The next book in the series is called My Personal Lycan King (Book-2) and is available on Goodnovel to read. I hope you like that book as much as you liked this one. I hope guys can support me like this. Love you all my lovely readers. Your Clumsy Authoress, Angelina

She did not like being on this side of things. "Yes," Lila finally said. "I will be back," Veronica said. She needed to get far from the coven as quickly as possible. Veronica snapped her fingers and was back in her study. Veronica silently walked over to her cupboard that held her liquor. She poured herself a healthy glass and walked over to the large chair that sat in front of her fireplace. She replayed her vision repeatedly.

Veronica’s POV “For the sin of stealing the virren moonstone and attempting to kill the Five Elders by poison, here stands Veronica Crysmorra, former Vameer, and Luna of the pack to receive her divine punishment.” There was utter silence. I thought that my heart would beat fast in fear for my fate but perhaps I am too dead inside to feel any of it. Everyone was looking at me— in disdain, disappointment, anger, and many other things.

She glanced at me, as if for permission. “Go on,” I said. “Have fun.” Nearby I saw the nanny coming up onto the deck. Elva saw her too, and ran toward her, holding up the folded bird. With Elva thoroughly distracted, I turned to Veronica, looking for an explanation. “What just happened?” Veronica took a breath. “That magic ‘trick’ was actually an incantation I read about in this book.” She motioned toward the merfolk book on the top of the bar. “The book contains many sections on curses and how to properly evaluate and remove them.”

“Go to hell.” Veronica smiled. “Already there. Now pay attention.” She gestured. A basin was dragged forward and dropped at Haley’s feet. Inside it—water clouded faintly red. Blood. Haley’s breath hitched despite herself. “Wolfsbane-tainted,” Veronica said. “Slow. Painful. Fatal in small bodies.” Haley’s heart began to pound violently. “If you touch my children—” “They’re fine,” Veronica interrupted sharply. “For now.” She tilted her head. “This isn’t about them directly. This is about him.”