Romans & histoires Cursed Bloodlines

“But when you lost control in the council chamber, when the Elder’s skin burned—” “I didn’t mean to,” I cut in. “I know.” He softened, barely. “But it wasn’t just raw energy. It was bloodbound.” That word hit like a slap. “Bloodbound,” I repeated. “You mean like… blood magic?” He nodded. “Not just blood. Lineage. Forbidden lines. Ones erased from werewolf history for a reason.” My skin went cold. I took a step back, suddenly too aware of the way the mark on my arm itched. “You’re saying I’m—what, a relic? A curse in wolfskin?”

It was very old, older than anything else he had seen. He carefully flipped through the pages, looking for something he could understand. His eyes got bigger when he found a part that seemed to tell the story of the Rivas bloodline, a story of power and betrayal, of a curse that was tied to the pack's very foundation. He couldn't breathe as he read on and found out a terrible truth.

I heard the scattering of the people, some had started to scramble away, Kai chased after the killer and there I was in the middle of the hall stuck with this new truth and the members of the council that were not able to rush out once Kai shut the door. Cough. My head tilted towards her, she coughed blood, mouth trembling as she tried to speak. “He.. he sent me here. For his own terms. I thought maybe..” she coughed again. “I thought he helped me cross over my brother. Your mother was one of those who caused his not crossing over. I had promised before my dead brother to kill the first sons of the women..” she coughed. I pressed my hands to her chest that oozed with blood.

"It was never meant to spread this far. I don't think she cared what happened after she was gone. She just wanted them to suffer the way she had suffered." "And the breaking," Cain said. He had already understood where this was going. "The blood of the betrayed line. Freely given." She set the journal down. "The curse recognizes the bloodline that created it. It's—she built that in. She wanted there to be a way out. Or she wanted someone to have the power to end it, even if she couldn't decide to use it herself." A pause. "That's what Vorik knows. He's been hunting the Ashford line for fifteen years because he figured out that the cure required our blood. He's been taking blood from captured

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“I knew there was something about her.” “Wait…” Remus blinked and tried to understand. “There is a new blood and I am not aware?” Ignoring him, Maximus moved closer and examined the mark, his fingers hovering over it without touching it. He watched how the line spread and he suddenly furrowed his brows. “It looks like old magic,” he said. “It burns,” Cassian hissed in pain. “Like fire spreading inside of me. I feel like I’m going to burst out any second.”

"What do you mean?” Liam's eyes clouded and he fixed his gaze down to the rock. "This is where the bloodline was cursed. Hundreds of years ago, two families, yours and mine were joined in blood. A pact between wolves and healers. But something went wrong. There was betrayal, Violence and a curse was cast, damning the future generations of both families." Ariana's heart hitched. "A curse?”

“My only job today is to make sure you don’t give birth. The Falcone heir can’t be a bastard.” "He's not a bastard!" I used my last ounce of strength to protect my stomach. "I told you, he's Darren's child..." I felt a warm gush of liquid between my legs. It was blood. A lot of blood. "Stop... please, stop..." She paid no attention, continuing to kick and punch me. "The Falcone bloodline will not be tainted!" Despair washed over me. I knew my baby wasn't going to make it. I lost consciousness completely.

"Bloodlines vary in nature and attribute. Most bloodlines differ from each other. However, children from the same family tend to develop the same abilities due to this very same bloodline. The thing about bloodlines is that when they develop in a family, that family will continue to possess the abilities pertaining to that bloodline even after countless millennia. Unfortunately, the amount of abilities or the power of the abilities that a descendent of a family bloodline can inherit will depend on the density of his or her bloodline. This is the normal bloodline awakening that I'm sure you are all aware of. The uncommon bloodline awakening is the fusion of two bloodlines- the new awakening.

“You, who showed none to Kade’s pack? None to my father? None to me?” “I was following orders! The Old Blood Council, wanted the curse! They made me do it!” I froze. “What did you say?” “The Council! They are the ones who want the Blackwood curse! I was just a tool! A means to an end!” He was babbling now. Desperate. “They have others like Kade. Other bloodlines. Other curses. They are building an army. And you just became their primary target.” Kade appeared beside me. Human. Naked. Covered in blood but alive. “How many others?”