บททั้งหมดของ The Last Blackthorne Heir Returns: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

"Not over," Kane corrected gently as we climbed the stairs toward my suite. "Just beginning. You've claimed your birthright, but now you have to decide what to do with it."He was right, of course. Tonight had been about justice and revelation, but tomorrow would bring new challenges. As the last Blackthorne heir and Luna to four powerful Alphas, I would have responsibilities I'd never imagined. Packs to lead, alliances to forge, a legacy to rebuild.But for now, as Brent carried me toward our bedroom and Diamond settled contentedly in my mind, I felt something I'd never experienced before: complete and utter peace. I was exactly where I belonged, with exactly who I belonged with.The frightened girl named Iris Delta was truly gone forever. In her place stood Seraphina Blackthorne-Maxwell, and I was ready for whatever came next.Diamond's contentment washed over me as my mates carried me to our room. I was surprised to find several she-wolves waiting outside our door, each holding some

A knock at the door interrupted our planning. Alpha Maxwell's voice came through: "If you're awake, there are several pack Alphas waiting to speak with Luna Blackthorne-Maxwell."I exchanged glances with my mates, suddenly aware that I was still in bed, wearing nothing but a silk robe, with four half-dressed men surrounding me."Tell them she'll be ready in an hour," Kane called back, his lips twitching with amusement as he read my thoughts through our bond."One hour," Alpha Maxwell confirmed before his footsteps retreated down the hall."Politics begins," Fin sighed, stretching his long frame. "Everyone wants to establish connections with the miraculous returned heir who channels divine power."I groaned, flopping back against the pillows. "Can't we just stay in bed forever?""Tempting," Brent murmured, his hand finding my hip beneath the covers. "Very tempting."The heat in his touch sent shivers through me, and I felt the immediate response through our bond from all four of them. T

"And what about the Deltas?" I asked, unable to keep a hard edge from my voice. "You mentioned they misappropriated funds meant for my care.""We've already begun the financial audit," Alpha Maxwell said. "Preliminary findings suggest they received approximately twenty thousand dollars annually for your maintenance and education."I nearly choked. "Twenty thousand? Annually?""For seventeen years," Liam added quietly. "Plus additional funds for special circumstances, medical care, education, and clothing."The numbers made me dizzy. All those years of threadbare hand-me-downs, of being told I was a burden, of going to bed hungry... and they'd been paid a small fortune to care for me."They'll be held accountable," Brent promised, sensing my distress through our bond. "Financial restitution at minimum."I shook my head, a cold clarity settling over me. "No. I don't want their money. I want them stripped of pack status. Jon has already lost his wolf; his parents should face consequences,

Brent smiled, his amber eyes warming with understanding. "The birth date deception is an ancient practice in powerful bloodlines. Your parents altered your recorded birthday to protect you; it throws off anyone trying to target you during your most vulnerable time." "The tradition would still serve a purpose," Kane added thoughtfully. "For our future children." The casual mention of children sent a flutter through my stomach. The thought of someday having a family with these four men, carrying their children, continuing both the Maxwell and Blackthorne bloodlines, felt simultaneously terrifying and right. "That's... something to consider," I managed, feeling heat rise in my cheeks. Fin's grin was wicked as he caught my reaction thro

"Your heart rate is elevated," he observed, his voice clinical despite the worry I could sense beneath the surface. "I'm fine," I said, though I wasn't entirely sure that was true. The calling sensation was growing stronger, and with it came flashes of something, images that didn't belong to me but felt familiar nonetheless. A great hall filled with sunlight streaming through tall windows. Gardens where white roses bloomed against stone walls. The sound of children's laughter echoes through empty corridors. "We're here," the driver announced from the front seat. I looked up to see wrought iron gates standing open, their elegant curves twisted and blackened as if they'd been damaged by fire. Beyond them, a long driveway stretched, lined with ancient oak trees, their branches forming a canopy overhead. The pulling sensation in my chest intensified to the point where I gasped, my hand flying to my heart. Diamond was practically clawing at my consciousness now, desperate to be free, t