Daughter Of The Deep Book 2 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Or Was daughter of Aurora and Daniel? ...... To be continued

Perhaps it was because I had cleaned up since the last time we met. Hailey stood behind her, trying to figure out what was going on, but her mother gestured for her to go back inside. "Who's that, Hailey?" I could hear Lisa shouting from inside the house, and I looked to the direction just in time to see Lisa and Brenda, the daughter of Alpha Aquinas of Deep Water pack.

More than anything, she was concerned about her friend. **** This book is sequel to the first book Innocence. You have to read the first book to know the story clearly. The first book "Innocence" is available here on my Goodnovel profile. And then comes the second book "Innocence || book 2". Thanks for reading. Please vote and comment :)

She walked alone, her violet eyes wide and swirling with an ancient, turbulent sorrow. "The Stone Sister is screaming, Mommy," Maya whispered, walking straight to the holographic table. She reached out and passed her small hand through the red projection of the Pacific Ocean. "There is a very loud, very bad song coming from the deep dark. It is hurting her bones." Killian knelt beside his daughter, his massive hands resting gently on her shoulders. "Maya, the First King is heading into the deep dark. We have to warn him. Can you send a message through the roots? Can you tell him what is waiting down there?"

The book's last sentence burned into the room like cold iron: "When the blood moon rises, the debt will be claimed. The daughter will pay the coin." Alessia's breath left her in ragged pulls. The kitchen's pale light seemed to thin around them, as if the walls themselves were listening. Outside, the rain had stopped, the estate exhaled a damp, petrichor hush. For a charged instant, the world narrowed to the two of them and the leather-bound truth between them.

"I have pack business to execute. Clear my path." He tried to brush past her, but Avery lunged, her fingers digging into the leather of his jacket. "You don't get to run, Hudson! Your mate has my daughter. They have Sadie too. If you don't use your Alpha-link to break into that cavern, they will slaughter our blood!" Hudson went completely still, the air pressure around him dropping as his aura flared. "What did you say?"

She could barely see his face, and it was just a shadow, a shape, but something about the voice, the cadence, sounded familiar. > “You… I...I know you,” she slurred, her consciousness slipping. > “You don’t know me,” he hissed close to her ear. “Not the real me.” Then he licked her cheek as she cringed. A cloth pressed against her lips. A chemical sting flooded her nose. The world tilted. > “Knox…or God, my father” she whispered, fading. “Help me… please… help my ba...” Her body went limp as she was starting to be dragged on the dirt floor as the darkness took her into unconsciousness.

Why bound one daughter and not the other? If they were afraid of her power and lineage then it made some sense of how she was treated, why they had abused her. It didn't make it right, but it did sort of connect some of the dots. They must have feared her potential. And based on what I had seen, Luna Kinsley had everything to fear from her sister because Grace was a thousand times better than her. "Grace?" She looked up at me with those big eyes of hers, and I fought my wolf not to get lost in them. He was obsessed with her gentle eyes. "I will do everything I can to get to the bottom of this.

Since then, he and his ancestors have fallen upon him to hunt them down and try to eliminate them and prevent them from going outside the Bermuda Triangle in vain, until she appears, the flame of hope that they have been waiting for centuries gone by, they hear about in the legends that his mother used to tell him, the tale of the daughter of the sun, a woman born from The light of its rays, its blood carries miracles, capable of burning entire cities, including them, leaving them to ashes, no one can confront them, and there is no weapon on the face of the earth capable of stopping them. And here he stands in her presence, separated only by a fragile glass, bearing witness to her suffering,

“You boys don’t know this. Your father was not my first mate. It was another alpha. He rejected me as soon as he met me. Two months later, I met your father, and he turned out to be my second chance mate. In our first year, I had been kidnapped three times and your father twice. The second time I was kidnapped was the worst. The alpha that rejected me wanted to use me as a weapon against your father. I was beaten to a damn pulp. That man’s next move was going to be to rape me. Your father killed him brutally before he got the chance. That’s all the details you will get from your father and I about that time in our lives. I do not like reliving that time.” “We understand, mom.” I said. “I don