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My hair flapped behind me and my bursts bounced with each step. The guards looked shocked to see me but obeyed my command immediately. Without a thought, I walked inside the foul smelling chambers and went behind the drawers to the inner room. Veronica was seated in the dinning area having what looked like a feast. She had a beautiful red gown on her and her hair flowed on her back. Her eyes were direct at mine, that same evil signature smile on her face. She sat back relaxed, her head on the chair back rest and her hands, still holding the cutlery. She looked like she enjoyed her lunch of smoked mutton, boiled beans and salad. "Aria."

The door swung open, and Lady Veronica stepped into the room. She wasn't wearing her formal court attire. Instead, she wore a dark, heavy traveling cloak, her sharp features twisted into an expression of pure, unadulterated malice. She didn't look like a dignified representative of the Moon Council right now; she looked like a predator closing in on a cornered animal. Behind her, two low-ranking guards stood watch in the hallway, their eyes fixed firmly on the floor. "So," Veronica purred, her voice dripping with venom as she closed the door behind her, cutting off the draft from the hallway. "The stray werewolf managed to crawl her way up into the guest wing. I must admit, I underestimated

EVE I took a deep breath, brushing off the non-existent lint off the long velvet sleeves of my dress, and straightened my shoulders. Grabbing the handle of the door, I pulled it open and walked inside, the smell of coq au vin and calvados hitting my nose and making the hunger that sat in my stomach ten times worse. I then noticed how different the place had looked since the last time I came here, although that had been in the daytime. Beingeam dark out already, the place went from a brunch-time bistro to a candlelit rendezvous for honeymooners.

I did not look at him. Fiancé. The word sat in the room and I let it sit there and examined what I thought about it, which was less than I might have expected and more complicated than I preferred. "They were shopping for wedding dresses," the manager continued. "The jewelry store was their second stop. The veil she was wearing, she had kept it from the bridal shop." I filed this away. The veil from the dreams, the veil the priestess had described, the veil that had been exactly right in every particular, and she had been wearing it because she was shopping for her wedding.

she began, her voice trembling slightly, "when do you think you’ll be ready to leave?" Olivia, who had been sipping her coffee, looked up, surprised by the sudden question. "I haven’t decided yet." Veronica took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. "I have a friend in Spain. I could arrange for you to go there, away from all of this... away from Asher." Olivia raised an eyebrow, sensing the tension in Veronica’s voice. "Veronica, what’s going on? You’re troubled. Is there something you’re not telling me?"

Not bothering to turn around, Veronica reached into her purse to look at the time on her cell phone, when a large hand covered her mouth and yanked her backwards into the van. Veronica let out a muffled scream, while her arms and legs flailed. She heard the door slam shut right as a damp cloth was placed over her nose and mouth. Soon she became dizzy and everything faded to black. ************** Jimmy's hair was still wet when he came downstairs. He looked around and everything seemed so quiet. Too quiet. He walked into the kitchen and opened the sliding glass doors leading out to the back yard. Marianna was still sitting on the ground, tending to her garden. He scanned the yard quickly, but

Veronica said as she reached for the switch nearby used to alert servants to a room. After a short while vera entered the room after a brief knock. "Yes ma." Vera said with a bow down her waist. "Get me some alcohol." Veronica commanded. "Okay ma'am. But why?" Vera asked In a concerned tone. "I need to forget something." Veronica said. "Yes ma'am. I will bring it in a short while." Vera said as she bowed down and left the room. After about five minutes, vers entered with a tray filled with a bottle of red wine. And dropped it on a stool near her.

Accepting the order, Veronica rode out and proceeded with delivering the food. After picking up the order from Wakey Bakey, Veronica clicked on the address navigation on her mobile phone. Then, she rode her motorcycle and stopped at the intersection of the Hilton Hotel. From afar, she could spot that there were crowds of people gathered outside the hotel. “Oh, my. What’s this situation? Judging from the grandeur, it must be yet again another rich household holding a wedding here in the hotel.” Upon seeing that, Veronica murmured. Now, she finally understood the reason behind that extra note on the delivery order. So, this is why the person reminded me to send the delivery through the back en

I wasn’t however sure of this fact, and decided to wait and see. “We have her in sight, Sire. She has been taken to the CGI headquarters, west of the city. Wee have recently found out that she has been spending time with your mate’s eldest daughter, who has the reputation of being a sorcerer of no ordinary merit. She has recently received the file we have been looking for. “The scroll Veronica left behind?” “The very scroll, Sire.” “Burn the place down. Let there be no interrogation.” “I have a couple of home made men at the top of opposite buildings all armed with snipers and explosives.”