Dukedom Legendary Prodigy Novels & Stories

I argued giving him a pointed look but Yurik was as stubborn as an ox once he set his mind on something. "Oh, you're one of those bosses who want experienced workers but won't give non- experienced workers the chance to gain the experience they need to find work so how is anybody ever supposed to find work if no one is willing to give them a chance." Yurik rambled on and I looked at him in utter confusion. My brain nearly malfunctioned. "Are you on crack?" I asked slowly. "Dominic," he sighed and him calling me by my full name told me he was serious. "You can't tell me that you don't see potential in her. She's exactly what we need."

I crossed my arms over my chest as I looked up into his violet eyes as he tucked a strand of hair out of my eyes. “Marcus is our leader, it's a time for celebration. When a dragon finds a mate it strengthens him, our flock was viewed as weak because he had chosen me as a mate.” Louis said, “I obviously can’t give him any offspring.” “I’m not planning to have kids for a while and why would you be viewed as a weakness just because you can’t give him babies.” I frowned, feeling that there was something he wasn’t telling me.

Duke defends himself. “I can’t believe this,” Romana starts to cry. “I thought I raised you better.” “I swear, I always used protection,” Duke tells his mates. “So, is it yours?” Ada asks with anger in her voice. Duke- Stag is it ours? Stag- Nope! That is a hybrid pup. Vampire. “Stag is saying it’s a Vampire hybrid,” Emma says with a sigh. She starts to dry her tears, but Ada is still hard and angry.

I ran a hand through my hair…I didn't want to even imagine what those sick bastards would do if they heard about her abilities and our children. “Not a word about this to Kaia." Caleb nodded, "Yes, Alpha.” "Your mate? But she's an…this is amazing!" Ignoring his slip off, I got this point. As much as it was amazing, it was equally terrifying. “The moon goddess really took her time with our mate." King bragged proudly. Knowing the prophecy was a step, knowing the next step was another. “The prophecy didn't mention anything about her birth parents, did it?"

"The day Lord Xandros gets married to Lady Maren, your real duty starts. Lady Maren can't give birth, but there have to be someone to take over the throne. That's why you'll breed for him." "Are you- Are you fvcking kidding me?"

Yet here, in my father’s hidden laboratory, her descendant’s name appeared like a brand. I rifled through the journals, page after page, until the truth carved itself into my mind. Lyra’s blood wasn’t ordinary. It wasn’t just strong. It was royal. She carried the legacy of the last Lycan Queen, the blood of rulers who once bent packs to their will with nothing more than their voice. Dominic knew. He had been studying her, planning around her. Her existence threatened everything. I leaned back, heart pounding, mind spinning. Damian wanted her for love—blind, stupid love that made him soft. He didn’t see the truth. He didn’t see what she was.

“Just give him the fruit for now, Mrs. Gable. I’ll bring him home some roast beef tonight. Thank you.” Leo was three and a half but he was already tracking objects across the room before they fell. His hearing was so acute I had to white-noise his bedroom at night so the city traffic wouldn't keep him awake. He was growing too fast, his muscles dense and lean. The Lycan genes were dominant, fighting against the human facade I was desperately trying to paint over him. I had to keep climbing, I needed to make partner, I needed the executive health insurance and the private security funds.

The heavy blankets tossed and turned as they became a single, tangled mess of heat and gasps. For Damian, the morning was simply an extension of a long night that hadn't been enough. He didn't stop at one round; he took her twice more, leaving Selene stunned by his sheer stamina. Selene stared at Damian as he lay panting beside her. Even now, he looked ready to go again. How was he this strong? Was it from military training? He wasn't just a Duke. He was a celebrated commander, a man known across the continent for his physical prowess.

He hesitated briefly before finishing, “...there is a strange connection whenever she’s near me.” He leaned back in his chair. “But beyond that, I have seen nothing that proves she is the Moon Goddess Heir.” The elders exchanged knowing glances. “Your Majesty...” Dominic raised a hand, stopping the elder before he could continue. “She has no wolf.” The chamber became quiet again. “She cannot shift. She has displayed no extraordinary abilities, no awakened powers, nothing that makes her different from any other she-wolf. So before everyone celebrates prophecies fulfilled, I would rather wait for proof.”

My sister spoke before I could ask how he knew we had grown up as rogues. “You know, Alpha Lucas, I would have thought you would recognize us. Your mate is the reason our mother is dead.” I snarled. “What accusation are you trying to make, exactly?” “Of course, the high and mighty Alpha would forget about us. Don’t you remember the she-wolf and her children that you took in? The unborn daughter you abandoned?” I pressed. “Adam?” Lucas gasped. “In the flesh, Alpha, and this is your daughter. Lizzy Devereaux, rightful Alpha of the Dark Moon pack.” I smirked, satisfied with the shock written across his face.