Enemies Of The Heir Beware Ao3 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The Enemy Heir Nobody spoke. The revelation hung over them like a storm cloud. A Heir. One of the Thirteen. Working for the First Ones. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then Ava finally broke the silence. Then: "So we're collecting magical crowns, fighting monsters, stopping the apocalypse..." Pause. Then: "And now we're hunting evil siblings?" Honestly? Fair. Very fair. Reasonable honestly. Then Rowan shrugged. Then:

Hierarchy for rejection: Alphas / Alpha Heirs Betas Gammas Alpha Females Warriors Ordinary Shifters Omegas

The entire world-building, the entire magic system, exists solely to justify the characters engaging in sex. "Normal people can have multiple partners if they are powerful," Arlo continues, his voice hushed. "Awakeners even more so. Partners who are officially recognized by a powerful Awakener are called 'Familiars'. Many Demi-humans consider it a high honor to become a Familiar to a strong Awakener." He looks down at his hands. "My mother has many Familiars. My father was just one of them. That Vampire brother I mentioned? We share the same mother, but different fathers. Even though I am weak and pose no threat to his inheritance, we are technically rivals."

Now, I’m carrying a Crosswalk bastard child who would have no inheritance, no place in our ranks. Sinking into the bed, I break down into hard sobs. Corbin had always been my dream husband - handsome, respectful, from a wealthy pack, and a friend of my brother’s. But now, I’m too soiled for his family. I’m a liability to everyone but the Crosswalks. And what’s worse, I’m now the laughing stock of the Were-society - something I never dreamt I’d be. But, if my son grows up somewhere far away, he won’t have to endure any such prejudices, would he?

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In every corner, all I see is Zephyr’s arrogantly hot face as he teased me to his fill, how he toyed with me in a way that was still causing my pussy to throb. Quickly, I shook the fresh thoughts away before they could overwhelm me again and put a call through to my driver. “Wait by the entrance, I’ll be down soon.” *** Once I arrived home, my father was waiting in his limo by the gate and the next thing I knew, we were driving to the hospital because Alpha had been admitted and was unconscious. When we arrived, we met two people waiting outside his room. They were Theo and Sera Don, two revered members of the werewolf community. Theo was Alpha’s younger brother and his beta by birth. Meanwh

Because if Kaia is who I think she might be. Then this war isn’t about empires. It’s about resurrection. And fire always comes first.

“There were others that didn’t pan out, and others that, while they didn’t make the cut for gifts, can make good allies in the war to come. She’s relying on us to fight the evil, eradicate it, and rebuild. She said it won’t be a clear-cut battle with obvious sides like vampire versus werewolf. It’s good against evil, but the evil can come from any species. Human, werewolf, vampire, witch, anyone. They’re banding together to wipe out or enslave everyone. They want to take over. We have to be ready when they come. We have to find the other good people, to protect them and to have the numbers to fight.” “Anything else?” “No. You guys called me home,” Thea said. “Did she say if this is related t

Infinite depth compressed into human shape. "Little heir," she says. Her voice is not one voice. It is many. Harmonized. Terrifying. "We have watched your throne. We have seen your scar. We are the Unbound. The ones who waited while the first wolf bargained. While the Moon Queen rose. While the Borrowed King collected." I freeze. The mark on my wrist burns cold. "Who are you?" I whisper. She smiles. Her teeth are too perfect. Too sharp. "We are what comes after," she says. "After gods fall. After bargains break. After shared thrones prove... insufficient."

He changed the subject. I squinted my eyes but didn’t say anything. He plucked the book out of my hand and adjusted his glasses. It reminded me of Andrew. “Danger clung to him like smoke, yet there was something devastatingly irresistible about the man who hunted monsters for a living,” Alaric read aloud. “Jesus! Vaelora!” He lowered the book and looked at me over his glasses. “Did you write this for a school project or you’ve suddenly picked an interest in fantasy writing?”