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Blood. I leaned back in my chair, letting a fraction of the tension go. We talked strategy next, long into the evening. Not business, not profit. This was about recovery. About reclamation. The father-son dynamic shifted in that room. For a few moments, it wasn’t just about power or legacy. It was about survival. About ensuring that the next move, my move, was precise, calculated, and unstoppable. I left that night feeling a mixture of dread and resolve. Annabella and Peter were out there. Safe for now. But not for long.

She just wanted to know if running away from Lucas doesn't mean running into another kind of trouble. I continued with my words, "so, did Bertha die in the flames or not?" "Rumor has it that she arose like a phoenix from the flames, with a new body. But those were just lies. Bertha was a witch with many potentials but regeneration wasn't part of it. Her life was short lived. She was one of those witches with no immortality, so how could she have been Reborn from a phoenix flames? Her lineage had no phoenix, and you cannot easily siphon a Phoenix's powers. Except maybe she's a cursed one. only a cursed phoenix has limited powers."

“…An honor?” For a moment, he thought he had misheard. Nobody ever spoke to him like that. Not in his world. Inside the Hayes mansion, he was called useless. A burden. A mistake. Honor didn’t belong anywhere near his name. He let out a short, bitter breath. “If this is some kind of joke, I’m not interested.” “This is not a joke, sir,” The voice replied immediately. “My name is Victor Hale. I am the chief steward of the Cross family.”

Choosing between versions of herself. When she opened them again, her voice was steady. “Then don’t lie to me. Ever. Even when it’s ugly.” Cassian met her gaze. “I won’t. Even when it costs me.” She believed him. That scared her more than anything else. Outside the cabin, the yacht continued its smooth glide through dark water, carrying secrets, threats, and futures that refused to stay buried. And somewhere on land, phones buzzed. Deals cracked. Plans adjusted. Because Elara Monroe had stopped being a quiet heir. She had become a problem..

I say. These mates of mine have saved me, have given me a life that I didn’t even know I wanted, and now they’ve given me a family. Our family. I pull Aeron’s arms a little tighter and slowly drift off with a smile on my face. THE END ******** This is the end of the first book in this series. The second book is called the Lycan Inheritance, and the first few chapters are up now. This book follows Adriel, all grown up and now the Lycan King. Rosalie, Aeron, and Cain are still in this book so you’ll see more about how their relationship has grown and developed.

Valeriana picked up Jamie and followed him out into the night, knowing that once she stepped into Logan's world, there was no turning back. As they reached the lobby, Logan’s grip on the suitcase tightened. He stopped and stared at the front glass doors. A woman was standing there, leaning against a red sports car. She was holding a phone in her hand, a cruel smile on her face. "Going somewhere, Logan?" Rebecca asked, her eyes landing on the bundle in Valeriana’s arms. "I think it’s time we had a little chat about your hidden legacy."

NEXT ADVENTURE: Eternal Legacies Series Book 1 and Book 3 in the sequence Vampire The Redemption Vampire The Creation Stand by... It's time to go back in time and discover the secrets of vampires. And head into an inhospitable future full of mysteries and passions. -