Heir Of Rage Mga Nobela at Kwento

And I want it now. As the rage bubbled inside me like a fierce inferno, I stormed back to the pack, my heart pounding with determination. I needed to expose the wicked omega and Simon's sinister plot. The weight of my parents' deaths gnawed at me, and I refused to let their killer roam free. Breathless, I burst into Alpha Julius's office, my words tumbling out in a torrent of anger and grief. "Alpha, you need to listen! The omega is plotting something with Simon! She killed my parents, and she's behind this vile scheme!"

“I am a healer. I will not allow anyone to injure my patients.” “You just injured me, you stupid bitch!” he snapped. He whirled on me. “You have one choice,” he growled. “You will reject this rogue whore–publicly! If you do not, you are fucking done being my son. You will no longer be the heir. You’ll have no titles at all–I’ll strip you of anything that ties you to my family! You’ll have no protection, no status in our pack ever again. You might as well become a fucking piece of shit rogue yourself!”

Scorpio teased, laughing. “I wish your mother was alive to witness this day," He sighed. "I really loved Natalia but she died and the Sage family caused this!". “We need to get our revenge on them, including Landon Rykhard. He's after me and he thinks I'm the heir to the sage mafia family to claim some asset which he's desperate for. He tricked me into loving him and getting married to him and he ruined everything for me. The sage family made me the heir all these years while the true heir, their real daughter, was hiding all along, pretending to be my best friend!” I spat, pain evident in every word I said.

Deep inside, he knew what brought him this outcome. 'A simple disagreement...yet so decisive...' If he knew this would be the outcome, he would have never rejected that person's offer. [Ambush] Rage was using this skill for the first time. He then lowered his gaze to his body. There were five long slashes that practically slashed his body through the bones. Rage was aware that if his master did not bless him, he would perish. ... I listened to Rage's account in the tavern. "Since he's dead, someone has to take the blame," I added, nodding slightly.

"Why are you just telling me now? And why do you deem it fit to even inform me since you do not want to defer to me?" Chini turned away from his father, folded his hands behind his back and shrugged. "I thought you did not want to know about it, you never liked Rage, so I spared you from the information, but in any case. " He turned round to look at his father once more, CD a glint in his eyes. "I am quite interested in siding with Rage." "You dare not, Chini, I forbid you!" Chimera was shaking, he breathed deeply and succeeded in calming himself after a few seconds of struggling with himself. "Rage is not a man, he is a creature, a vile-"

“I have something to tell you” Alpha Seven managed to say. Alpha Seven is the heir to the throne of the Alpha, Alpha Cloud of the undefeated wolves. Right there, at night time, he laid gently in the garden with his hands behind his head and his lover, Hazel, lying peacefully on his chest as they watched the stars together.

I glance down at my hand, a bruise-like pigment stood clear on the side of my hand, although I tried to cover it with a tattoo, it is still there. "How'd you know this?" I glared at him. He is really testing my temper. "I have the same one..." He shows his hand and look at me, "It's our family's mark. Anyone who has it, is the next heir to the throne. The next king that is destined to lead my people will be the only one who would bear this mark." He pointed down on my mark and made me look at him by pulling me down, "Son, I have lost your father, I cannot bear to lose you too."

Rage was arrested because he killed the king. He killed him when he knew that the king was the one who gave an order to the house of spades to kill his parents. After three days, he was executed in public. Elena didn’t do anything because until the last moment, she believed that there was no use in having him in her life, and that it would be better if Rage will vanish. But as soon as she saw him right before her, the regret and sorrow filled her once hollow chest.

"Do you see now, Ruby? You cannot fight your own evolution. The child knows what you need better than you do. It is freeing you from the burden of love." Nevan lunged. I rolled to the side, the blade sparking against the deck where my head had been a second before. He moved with a speed that exceeded anything I’d seen in the Alps. The serum in his blood was being pushed to its absolute limit by the Heir’s commands. He was a biological engine of destruction. Kill the Father, the Heir whispered, a sudden cold ripple in my mind. He is the cage. We are the sky. "He is the reason I’m still alive!" I roared back at the void inside me.

Heir. Fear moved through me then in a different shape than before. Not abstract. Not philosophical. Immediate. If Tobias Viremont still lived, then I was not some nameless stranger who might pass through the Outlands unnoticed. I was his offspring. His heir. The child my mother took from him and carried back across the barrier. A stolen claim. A missing bloodline. Something more dangerous than I had ever imagined myself becoming.