Alpha's Abandoned Daughter Is The Secret Heiress! Novels & Stories

"You're the missing daughter of Alpha Alexander Stone from Silver Moon Pack. You were kidnapped as a baby. You're not just Alpha-born—you're the firstborn heir to one of the most powerful bloodlines in our world." The room spins. I'm not an omega. I'm not even a regular pack member. I'm an Alpha's daughter. Everything I thought I knew about myself is a lie. "How is that possible?" I whisper. "I don't know," Amos says. "But we're going to find out. And Mira?" He takes my hand gently. "This changes everything."

She sneered, sending me a heated stare, “A disfigured, wolfless, petty omega, claiming herself as the Alpha's daughter—hahaha…” Her flatterers joined her in the laugh, and she stepped toward me, eyeing me again. "You must be new to this pack, so you should know who I am. I am the Alpha's daughter," she demanded. What the fuck?! Shocked, I stared at the girl in disbelief. “I am the heiress of the Ebbon Moon Clan!” she said arrogantly. “And all of you must kneel before me!” she announced proudly. “Now, both of you, submit.” Her words hit my ears, and I felt as if my ears were bleeding from her lies.

The old prophecies were dead, shattered by the reality of a modern, complex world that demanded more than just a fighting Alpha. "Then the prophecies were simply incomplete," I agreed. "The Continental Alpha reigns, but he does so only with the Continental Luna." A final, quiet event marked the beginning of this new era. In the following weeks, as the spring thaw began, Olivia gave birth. The birth was intense, infused with the stable, powerful elemental light she now commanded. We named our daughter Aelia meaning Sun or Light a potent symbol of the peace, stability, and future we had fought so desperately to secure. She was immediately recognized as the heir of Silvermoon, born not in a tim

“The magic doesn’t lie, Alpha.” A new image appeared in the flames—my childhood photograph with Alpha Nathan and Luna Daphne. The red hair and green eyes were unmistakable. The crowd was left open-mouthed again. “That’s right.” I met their stares. “The lost Moon heir, stolen as an infant. The girl you all sneered at and pitied? She’s the daughter of the most powerful Alpha in three territories.” “A convenient story,” Dominic growled. “Truth often is inconvenient,” I replied smoothly. “Especially for those who preferred me to be weak and controlled.”

I had overheard them talking, and their words had stayed with me ever since. “Luna Everleigh hasn’t given Alpha Theo an heir yet. What’s her use?” “Alpha Theo needs a strong alpha bloodline. She’s failing him.” “She’s just a useless miscreant who got lucky. Who knows what she must’ve done with her body that she hasn’t been able to reproduce.”

Everett had given him choices in the middle of a night built to take them away. Finn is doing the opposite of Owen. The realization burns. He sets the cup down slowly. “I am trying to keep you alive.” Owen’s expression breaks a little. “From what?” Finn almost tells him. The truth rises so fast he feels it in his throat. A gold door. A forced heat drug. Men talking about a buyer. A Lawson account. A powerful Alpha who found him, touched him carefully, and belonged to the same world as the people who almost bought him. Finn almost says all of it because the weight of silence is crushing him from the inside.

"Dating back to the kingdom's founding. The heir wears it during major transitions of power to symbolise the continuity of the bloodline regardless of who sits on the throne." “Yes and no, although that is true. It has been worn by my bloodline to hide the face of the true Heir, making it hard for the next in line from being killed easily. My Father wore one at important ceremonies, as I have. This is how no one knew who I was before you found out this way. I believe the current theory of my true status is that I am the daughter of an Alpha who had cheated, which is why no one will claim me as their sister. Going forward, that is to stay the same.” Buck's eyes widened at this revelation. The

“Don’t call me that.” “If you weren’t my best friend and my Alpha King, I would have slit your throat right now,” he growled. “I know.” I chuckled and walked over to the wooden box on the grass, grabbing a bottle of water. I sat down as Kyle joined me, both of us breathing heavily. After a moment of silence, he asked, “The two pretty ladies and the kid… why did you bring them here? The whole palace is already buzzing with rumors.” I clenched my jaw. “I told you… I found my heir. The woman who fainted is his mother. The other lady is her human friend.”

“Do you think she may be what we’ve been looking for all these years? The reaction you had isn’t normal, could the moon mother just want to save her from this fate? And she is nothing more than a omega so abused that the wolf cannot emerge? Best not give the elders to much hope that she could possibly be of the Alphas king blood line. If I come to you it will be a diplomatic nightmare. Can you remove her without me there?” “Yes Alpha.”

I wouldn’t walk into enemy territory on my own either. I walked over to the border and saw a 40 year old tall thin woman standing in front of me with sleek hair until her back. She honestly looked a bit like a hippy, but I didn’t know what else witches were supposed to look like. Jade, sorry Finley looked like a normal teenager girl. “I am Alpha Axel Wentworth, Alpha of the Crimson Moon pack. I assume you are Willa?” Willa looked a bit taken aback by my approach. I guess we both assumed we’d be different. “I am Willa Treeroot and I am looking for Jade for months now. I just want to know if she is still alive.”