Heir For A Day Novels & Stories

I cut off one of the elders and added, “What you sought is an heir. Here he is. But let me be loud and clear. Lillian will be my only Luna and no one else!” “Keegan! Have you gone mad?!” Mom shouts. “Alpha Keegan, look at the little one in your arms. The Goddess has already spoken, and an heir is born. That’s your bloodline,” One of the Elders sternly says. “And that’s exactly why I said he’ll be my heir. It’s no rocket science. A heir and a Luna are two different things.” Elders give each other a look while Sienna’s cries echo in the background.

“Though I need to meet up with my stamina, I guess it's just stress" “You'll be fine baby" I coaxed even when I didn't hear half of what he explained. “I need to know if I'll really be fine…" I placed my hand on his. “You're Killain Reid, first of his name, the sole heir to the Alpha position of Blood moon pack, there's nothing quite impossible for you to do in terms of strength" He smirked and brought my hand to his lips. "Someone's in the mood to flatter me today” he purred.

Except maybe he doesn’t have any idea about the attacks on the border. “It’s obvious that you have something for me,” I muttered. “They sent their decision,” he said. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my jaw. “The elders?” He nodded. “Yes. They want you to declare an heir before the full moon.” The words hit me like a blade to the chest. My fingers suddenly became cold as the words repeatedly echoed over and over again, and for a moment I forgot to breathe. “Before the next full moon?” I repeated, my tone cold and sharp like it was a blade.

Laughing with him, I shake my head. "What is it?" I ask. "What's got you so excited?" "I wanted to tell you in person, so I've been holding this in all day," Marcus says, still laughing with delight. "My father has officially announced that I'm to be named his Heir. Officially named Heir. You and I are going to be the next Luna and Alpha."

“You know exactly what you are doing. You don't give me attention anymore, you don't give the baby attention at all, he needs his daddy. And it has only been a day, should I be worried about other days that will follow? Will this go on?" “Of course not, you don't need to be worried about anything. After the ceremony tomorrow, you will be the luna of this pack, the one with the heir coming along" With everything that is going on, and what I have done to Lisa, my heir is the only thing that would make everything worth it, I am trying my best not to regret this, only because of that. “No, I want you now, That's why I came to look for you, I want you buried inside me," She said as she reached do

he smiled sadly and then touched my cheek fondly. “The three heirs are having their birthday party next week and the Alpha has requested that your presence,” my father added. I gasped. The Alpha asked for me? He knows I exist? I have watched the Alpha and his sons; Lucian,Cassian and Dorian on T.V. They are kinda celebrities, especially the boys, they were still kids at that point but that did not stop rumors about them to stop flying.

I sighed in exhaustion. My father took a look at me before tapping on his glass cup to draw people’s attention. It was finally happening. “First of all I would like to thank everyone for coming here today, I would also like to use this medium to wish, Kora a happy birthday.” I felt out of the world, my heart raced in excitement. “Thanks, Dad,” “And now, for the moment and announcement everyone in this room has been anticipating for so long. The heiress of the Hamilton dynasty is…” I closed my eyes and plastered a big smile on my face.

Because of what the connection whispered next. The Lost Heir has returned. The words echoed through every part of me. Lost Heir. Not Eighth Heir. Lost. Which meant... The Well Keeper had told me the Seven Heirs were one family. If there was a Lost Heir... Then someone hadn't been added to history. Someone had been erased from it. The hooded figure slowly lifted one hand. The sky above the throne darkened. The fracture across the heavens widened. And a voice, calm enough to chill the soul, carried across impossible distances.

Generally I had the grounds and had this airy, soft yellow room. “Good morning, I trust you are well?” he said with a stiff little nod of his head. Before I could reply, he continued. “I intend for you to produce an heir. The next London season is in three months. I want you pregnant before then. I intend to announce it at the Guildhall Meet.”

The secrets. The things that don't make sense. The strange behavior. The disappearance of my parents. The feeling that something is terribly wrong back home. And now I have Amaani to protect. Maybe Lyall is her father. Maybe one day she'll have the title of heir because of him. Maybe someday I will walk through those doors willingly. But not today. I cannot risk her safety just because I miss the people I left behind. "Alright, little one." I reach down and gently touch her cheek.