All Chapters of The Prophesied Blood Heir : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

The Silvercrest compound looked like a fortress pretending to be a corporate headquarters. Thirty floors of gleaming glass and steel in the heart of the Spire district, where property values started at "obscene" and climbed from there. The bottom fifteen floors housed legitimate businesses, Silvercrest Holdings owned half the development projects in Callahan City. The top fifteen floors were pack territory, closed to humans and wolves alike without explicit permission.They took me to the top floor.The elevator ride felt like ascending to my own execution. The female enforcer, she'd introduced herself as Cassidy, head of security, kept her hand on my shoulder the entire way up. Not painfully, but firm enough that I couldn't mistake it for anything but a restraint."Nervous?" she asked, and I couldn't tell if it was mockery or actual curiosity."Terrified," I answered honestly. No point in lying when they could smell the fear sweat beading on my skin."Good. You should be. Alpha Silve

I read Sage's notes cover to cover twice before Cassidy came to collect me. The journal was full of cramped handwriting, sketches of ancient symbols, and highlighted passages about Blood Heir abilities. Some of it was fascinating. Most of it was terrifying.Apparently, a fully awakened Blood Heir could not only absorb abilities but also memories, emotions, even fragments of personality. The strongest Blood Heirs in history had been able to command other wolves simply by understanding them completely—knowing their fears, their desires, their weaknesses.No wonder the packs had tried to wipe them out.The ritual chamber was in the sub-basement of the compound, far below the gleaming corporate facade. The walls down here were stone, old stone, the kind that had probably been part of Callahan City's original foundation. Candles burned in iron sconces, casting flickering shadows that made the carved symbols on the walls seem to move.About twenty wolves had gathered in a circle around a ra

The other wolves backed up, forming a loose circle. I could feel their anticipation, their curiosity. Most of them probably expected me to fail spectacularly.Vera didn't give me time to prepare. She came at me fast, a testing strike that I barely dodged. My wolf surged, wanting to shift, wanting to meet the threat with teeth and claws. But I shoved her down, relying on human reflexes instead.Bad move. Vera's next strike caught me in the ribs, pulling the blow at the last second but still hitting hard enough to drive the air from my lungs. I staggered back, and she followed up with a leg sweep that should have taken me down.Should have. But years of foster care had taught me how to fall, and I rolled with it, using the momentum to create distance. When Vera came at me again, I was ready. I couldn't match her strength or training, but I could be unpredictable.I went low when she expected high, slipped past her guard, and landed a solid hit to her kidney. Not enough to hurt her but e