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They Just Learned The Hard Way
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Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! Elder Rites Have Consequences
Just moments later, The Ravengale left, the courtroom doors opened again. The hour was waning. Moonlight filtered through the stained-glass high windows, bleeding across the obsidian floor like spilled milk and blood. The sacred flames along the chamber walls had dwindled to weary embers, their glow too dim to chase off the dread that now clung to the royal court like the scent of burned offerings.And then, silence deepened as High Priestess Ysara entered, slow and deliberate, the soft chime of her silvered staff echoing through the hollow chamber like a death knell.She was robed in twilight and veiled in moonstone, a living relic of the Goddess herself. She bore the scent of sacred incense, and yet there was soot on her hem—a sign she had come straight from a rite most dire. Despite her age, no weakness marred her step. Her eyes were like mirrors to eternity, sharp enough to unmake illusions and lay bare the soul beneath.She paused at the foot of the dais, and though she bowed, i
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! She Will Kneel
The air smelled of old blood and lavender oil—one to remind visitors of strength, the other of civility. That was the Lycan way. Brutality in silk.The gates opened with an ominous creak as Alpha Cedric, cloaked in Ravenflock black, stepped through with his delegation—Luna Elara, ever-graceful even under scrutiny; the Beta Male, silent and watchful; and Beta Female Amelia, her gaze sharp as the twin daggers hidden beneath her cloak.They were met by a wall of silver-armored guards. No greeting. No fanfare.Just the cold stare of Royal Beta Theon Drest, standing at the foot of the great staircase like a wolf waiting to pounce."Alpha Cedric," he said, voice smooth as glass drawn across bone. "You came.""I was summoned," Cedric replied, voice cold steel. “Not invited.”A flicker of distaste crossed Theon’s face. "Some would have called that a mercy."They were led into the Summoning Hall—massive, domed, echoing with ancestral judgment. Golden banners draped the stone columns. Lycan eld
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! They Just Learned The Hard Way
Two Hours Later – Royal Investigation Council ChamberThe torches burned low in the stone chamber, casting long shadows over the obsidian war table where the kingdom’s highest tacticians and magical scholars sat in grim silence.“It wasn’t just a mark,” muttered the War Caste’s commander, fingers gliding over the magical traces left behind on the prince’s skin—now etched into the blood-glass sigil projected above the table. “She laced it with bloodruned fury. Precision-carved. Not a rage mark—this was controlled. Ritualized.”He looked up, voice colder now.“She burned it through his soulbond. That scar won’t fade. Not even in wolf form. The prince will carry it—forever.”The silence cracked as a younger Second Lycan, Prince Lucian leaned forward, pale and shaken. “Then the stories are true. He’ll be knownby it. The mark of betrayal. The… faithless prince. Every pack, every court, will see it. No magic can veil it now.” To see his elder borther like this was really a shock but what sh
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! The Lycan Queen's Wrath
Three Days Ago – Royal Healer's Hall, SoleMoon Citadel:The scent of blood, crushed lavender, and shame hung thick in the marble air of the royal healer’s wing. The injured were brought in on stretchers, surrounded by the flurry of healers and royal guards—yet none dared speak above a whisper.Because one of the injured was a Lycan Prince Adrain. And the other was Lira, daughter of the Lycan King’s Beta.Two of most trusted counsil members stood over the Prince's broken body, silver-tipped claws unsheathed as the healers worked.Prince Adrain lay shirtless and silent on the obsidian healing slab, the white light of rune-fires flickering across his sweat-slick chest. But it wasn’t his torn muscles or cracked ribs that drew the hush, his once-perfect face now marred by an ugly, seared brand across his left cheekbone—a jagged, deliberate mark shaped like a crescent moon with three slashes through it.It was the mark. A burn, shaped like a twisting, curling rune, still faintly glowin
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! Hollowshade Haven
Nyma’s hands never left her belly. The baby had gone still after that last kick—too still. Gravel sprayed like shrapnel beneath the tires as Sophie veered onto the narrow mountain pass, the engine growling against the incline. Behind them, the gates of Raven’s Flock faded into a sliver of orange torchlight—swallowed by the dark, distant as a dream already slipping from memory.Nyma sat rigid in the passenger seat, one hand braced against the door, the other resting protectively over the curve of her stomach. The baby had gone still after that last kick—too still. Since the final shudder of the wards rippling behind them. Since the distance grew between them and Kael.Stillness like that was never just stillness. It was omen.“Breathe,” Sophie sa
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! That's Treason
Raina’s fingers ached from how tightly she clutched Kael’s shoulders, grounding him as his body betrayed itself. He heaved into the dirt, every breath a war cry strangled halfway. The transformation came in fits—violent, incomplete. Claws split through knuckles only to vanish. Patches of fur bloomed along his spine, then dissolved into steaming skin.His voice tore free between fangs that hadn’t fully settled. “She’s going to die out there.” He choked on the words, spit thick with blood. “No pack shelters the banished—especially not one carrying a royal heir. They’ll rip her apart before—”“Kael.” Raina seized his jaw, dragged his face up to meet hers. “Look at me.”The torchlight sliced through the dark. And there it was.A fresh scar, carved clean across his left brow. Jagged. Raw.Shaped like the crescent pendant Nyma never took off.Raina reeled back as if scorched.“Oh, spirits.” Her voice broke. “You didn’t.”Kael swayed, then crumpled. His forehead struck the stone floor with a
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! I Made Her Choice
The courtyard stones trembled as Nyma stormed toward the gates, each step making the wards along the boundary flicker. Kael saw the moment her silhouette shifted—no longer just his little sister, but a mother wolf with death in her eyes.He caught her at the archway, hands closing around her shoulders. Not restraining. Anchoring."Ny." His voice cracked. The childhood nickname slipped out unbidden. "Look at me. Really look."She turned, and the feral glow in her eyes dimmed just enough for him to see—really see—the girl who'd once clung to his back during thunderstorms. The sister who'd sewn his wounds after his first Alpha challenge.Raina's mindlink shattered the moment:"Kael, the order stands. Mother will banish her if she leaves."His thumbs dug into the hollows above her collarbones. "They'll brand you rogue," he rasped. "No territory, no shelter. How will you protect your cub then?"Nyma's breath hitched. For a heartbeat, he thought he'd reached her—until her palm pressed again
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! I'm Still By Name A Luna of Silver Moon Pack
Raina, who had been standing just behind Kael, stepped forward hesitantly, her hand fluttering over her heart as if she was unsure whether to follow or pull Nyma back.“Nyma,” Raina said softly, her voice strained with worry, as she came closer, her eyes filled with concern. "Please, don't do this. You should be resting—this isn’t the time for confrontation.”But Nyma shook her head, her gaze unwavering as she locked eyes with Kael. “No. This is the time. I’ve made my choice.” Her voice was low, but there was a strength in it that she hadn’t felt before. A power she hadn’t known she possessed until now.Kael opened his mouth to protest, his face darkening with desperation. “Mother—""Mother isn’t here,” Nyma cut him off, her tone soft but firm. "And you’re not going to fix this for me, Kael. I need to face this.”The courtyard thrummed with tension, stone and frost whispering the kind of quiet that comes before something breaks.Nyma approached like a gathering storm, her cloak draggi
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! I'm Pregnant, Not Broken
Nyma’s elder brother, the future Alpha of Raven’s Flock, stood as if the very storms of the old world had shaped him—muscle and bone hardened by a lifetime of discipline, golden eyes bright with a fury barely leashed beneath his skin. Every line of his body promised violence should even a whisper of provocation escape her lips."Sophie D’Aragon, let me remind you for last! " Kael said, his voice low and grating, each word dragging over the air like a blade against stone. "You were banished. The terms were clear—no return, no exceptions."Across from him, Sophie remained untouched by the hostility lacing the air between them. She drew her gloves tighter against her wrists, a movement so casual it bordered on contempt, and lifted her gaze to meet his with the ease of a woman long-accustomed to standing her ground against worse monsters than he."And yet, here I stand," she said, her words smooth as river stones, her mouth curling into a smile sharp enough to cut glass. "Even if your sis
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