Novel & Cerita First Family

“And for a town in the twenty-first century, bullying doesn't seem to bother anyone.” “It bothered me, didn't it?” Mrs Haughter said as she began to tell why people were in constant fear. She explained to me that there was an agency called ‘ANTI’ that had been set up by the most secret part of the government globally and it was very much aware that Supernaturals existed. “What does ANTI stand for?” I demanded, slowly taking in all she told me. It kind of bothered that my Mum hadn't ever thought of telling me about all these. Now it made sense to me why she had told me that our powers could never be used...not like I could use it even if I wanted to.

As she stepped into the council chamber, the heavy door groaning shut behind her, a deep, resonant voice suddenly broke through the murmurs of the gathered crowd. "Lane... child. Come here." Lane stopped in her tracks, her breath hitching. She turned toward the elevated seating of the guest elders, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of an elderly man with a crown of thick silver hair and a deeply lined, authoritative face. It was Elder Raymond. To Lane, he was the closest thing she had left to a grandfather. He was the son of her great-grandfather—a legendary branch of the Conlay family that had migrated decades ago to establish their own territory. Under his brilliant leadership, th

I ask suddenly, my chest thudding. The guard clears his throat, almost sheepishly. “Just as he wrote in the note, ma’am. The place where you first said yes. The New York villa.” The villa. Our first home. Where it all began. “I’ll fly there,” I say firmly. “Quick, pack her things!” Mama Rita orders the maids. But I shake my head, wiping my cheeks. “No. I don’t need much. Just my phone. Just this note.”

His shadow half had begun to unspool. He reached her, hand brushing her arm. “You don’t have to burn this one.” “Of course I do,” she said. “This is where they wrote the doctrine. The first lies. The first chains. If I leave even one archive standing, the world will crawl back to the old rules. I’m shutting down the system from the foundation.” Ethan looked at her, gaze intense but unreadable. “And what does that make you? The CEO of a new religion?”

Mom froze and gently patted my shoulder. "What nonsense are you talking about? How could you not need them? Sure, Jonathan is wealthy, but you can't look down on the Lane family's assets!" I stared at my anxious parents in a daze. Never in my life had they shown me such concern. Just because my birth had taken time and caused Adriana to be born weak, I owed her my entire life. During our birthdays when we were still kids, Mom and Dad would surround her in the middle, singing her a birthday song. Only after they put her to sleep would they remember to wish me a happy birthday.

Only us. Our family.

The forest clearing fell silent. Only the sound of wind moving through the trees broke the stillness. Everyone stared at Seraphina Vale. The head of the First Family. The woman they had spent days searching for. And now...... the woman who had just said something that made no sense. "The First Family isn't what you're looking for." "The First Family is what they're running from." Zevarion narrowed his eyes. "What does that mean?" Seraphina's gaze briefly shifted toward Cassian.

"I can't read this." "It’s the First Language," Harrison said. His voice was a low rumble in the quiet of the archives. "It says you aren't just a Cruz, Madeline. Your lineage doesn't start with the territory lords. It starts with the First Alphas. The ones who didn't need a moon to shift. The ones who commanded the frequency of the earth itself." I pulled my hand back as if the gold had burned me. "That’s a myth. The First Alphas are bedtime stories for pups."

she said slowly, "is a direct descendant of the First Ones." The room went silent. "I don't understand," I said. "The First Ones were the original wolves. The ones who came before the packs. Before the Council. Before everything." Dr. Hayes sat down heavily in the chair beside my bed. "They were said to be immortal. Or close to it. They could shift at will. Heal from almost any wound. Carry children that should have been impossible to carry." "And they're all gone now?"

"Why you?! You're too young and inexperienced!! We will not entrust the future of this organization, Anderson Evans, the patriarch of the Third Family, shouted standing from his seat. “Andrew, what’s the meaning of this?! The head of the second family, Percy Evans also joined Percy. His Uncle Andrew, who was sitting beside Troy stood up, “ Everyone, you heard it right. My nephew, Terrence Vaughn Evans will now be the head of the First Family from now on. Anyone who will disagree with this decision will never leave this mansion alive tonight.” The guests and the members of the five families got tense. They started whispering to each other again while others ale