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"That child would be what." ‎Calla looked at me for a long moment before she answered. "Something I need to be very careful about naming without being certain, " she said. The oldest line has not produced a verified carrier in three centuries. I have spent forty years studying fragments of records, not living examples. What I am telling you is a theory built from ash, not confirmed fact." ‎ ‎"But," I said. ‎ ‎"But," she agreed, "What I can tell you without reservation is this. If the bloodline that preceded the hierarchy combined with an Oracle bloodline, the result would be something the old families believe they eliminated from the world permanently."

Julianne's jaw dropped and she pointed out, "Is it not when someone can't do without something that they call it an addiction?" "Exactly!" Cassian said in an excited voice. "I've been drinking blood from other sources, but yours is five time more better even with a single drop."

“No. The rest have residual primordial blood coursing through their veins — echoes of the ones who came before — but it’s dormant. They can never actualize those powers. For them to awaken anywhere except within the royal family is unusual. Your ancestors were one such exception, although I am unclear how you fell outside the pack’s fold. Maybe an offshoot, cut off by war or exile.” The news washed over me with the force of a tidal wave. My coffee grew cold and forgotten, untouched steam curling as I absorbed it; mysterious recollections, sleeping bloodlines, my own ancestry linked to this mythical pack? It was too much; my thoughts spun, shards of my past breaking apart all over again. Who

I said. “When does your flight leave, and why didn’t you call me before now?” he asked, and I could hear the anger rising in his voice now. “You can’t help me with this, Dad. You need to look after the pack and keep Saga safe. Tala will be safe with me and Falcon,” I said. “Kai, I don’t understand what the royal families have to do with us, or with all of this,” he said. “We’re the fourth blood line, Dad, that’s why I’m going to Scotland,” I said, and the signal cut out.

Eclipse, my wolf, also seemed to share in the happiness because I could feel him already wagging his tail. Raising an eyebrow, I asked, "Aren't you afraid of being targeted or getting involved in my family's mess? Trust me, my parents still have enemies even after their death, which is why I go by my maternal grandmother's surname, Carter." "I don't mind, as long as I'm not the only making an effort," she replied softly. I softly caressed her smooth and tender lips with my fingertips, feeling a surge of irritation dissipate from my heart, instantly replacing the gloom.

Caspian said thoughtfully. The Blood Ancestor, who had exposed his real body, was more sensitive to the bloodline in Caspian. After being beaten, he also recognized what the bloodline of Caspian was. "Ancestral Fiend bloodline! It's an Ancestral Fiend bloodline!" "Heavens, why are there still Ancestral Fiend bloodlines in this world? Didn't they disappear many years ago?" "No wonder I couldn't defeat him. How did I win the Ancestral Fiend bloodline... Eh? Wait!"

To claim her now was to sign her death warrant. "Your weakness," Theron said softly. He looked up then, and I saw the disappointment in his eyes, the same look he had given my father when my father had chosen my mother over the purity of the line. "Your father thought he could control the bloodline, too. He thought love could override nature. We know how that ended." The room went quiet. The fire in the hearth popped, sending sparks up the chimney like souls escaping. "She must be marked," Marrock said. "Or she must be expelled. Those are the only options. You know the Law. A female with the marker cannot roam free. She is a beacon. She calls the old things. The burned Mate cursed us—her blo

I yearned to understand my own bloodline's history, but all I had were fragments from tales I'd been told, with my lineage regrettably stretching back only a few generations. "Blood holds little significance in defining who you truly are in the cosmos. It's impractical to construct your identity around such matters. We all originate from the life pool, dear, and eventually, we will all return to it. The only reason I'm aware of my lineage is that my ancestors have been recorded both in life and on paper. If just one of them had gone unrecorded, I would be left without a path to follow," Jovielyn explained.

Chapter 19 - Unique Fascinations I stare at Garren in disbelief. Yes, we are all related to our mothers by creation. But some are special. Some are not just creations of our mothers but blood relatives. The lines of that heritage are old, so old in fact, that they were thought to be extinct for centuries. Of course, it would be a dragon who would still be a direct bloodline. They live immortal lives like Dacian and Fae. My heart stopped for a beat as I really let it sink in. The fact that my mother had higher authority over him was just mind-blowing. He looked at me with a knowing look.

“Wait, okay this will sound strange but is there a possibility that an ancient bloodline might ascend?” Both Kade and I looked at Lyra with confusion, “What do you mean by that?” Kade asked straightening. “Well, I read online it’s only speculation, but it is said that an ancient bloodline will return. One that has been extinct for a thousand of years.” Lyra said her gaze flicking between me and Kade. “That’s a big speculation.” I said eyes narrowed. “But not impossible.” Kade walked over to the bookshelf searching through some old books.