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She could not help it nor could she deny the fact that she was deeply in love with him despite trying to hide it. Her father had begun to teach her a lot of things since she was going to be the next Alpha. In celebration, he had thrown a party that was to last for three days since he finally had his hair back. Although he tried to hide it, he had always been worried about who would succeed him and reign after him as she was his only child hence his only heir. Just like preparation was going on in the Bright Moon Park, so was the preparation for the attack going on in Hazel’s park. Seconds rolled into minutes and minutes into hours and hours into days.

Even though his son was useless, being a boy in the family made him the only heir to inherit the inheritance. “Mr. Princeton. Have a seat and let’s talk,” Edmund said casually, gesturing at him to sit down. The secretary poured a cup of tea for Eobard before leaving the office. Eobard caressed the cup of tea in front of him, feeling the warmth at his fingertips. It felt strangely surreal. What was happening before his eyes was certainly not normal. “Mr. Witterson, I don’t know what a girl likes, so I brought some family heirlooms here as a token of apology.”

“Holy shit, Lyriana. You’re pregnant with the heir to both thrones. This is more than a scandal. This is a looming war waiting to happen.” I held intensely unto the edges of the windowsill. “I am aware.” “So what do you want to do?” she asked. “I am confused,” I said with a heavy hear. “Well… you better figure it out before someone else does.” She said as I hung up the call. My breath caught in my throat as I reread the letter. Alaric. Here. In the same palace. This was the same man that ruined the world I had. He owns the child I am carrying. He is the heir to Ardonia’s kingdom. Our rival kingdom

Mom asked her as she reached across the table and grasped Korrine's knee, knowing that this questioning was incredibly painful for her. "Yea, no, I'm good, thank you for your concern though. Um, well, I have three pups, a seventeen year old Witchling Princess, a fourteen year old Hatchling Prince, and a three year old Rogue Prince pup. Isaiah is Lorelai's father, Eagan is Laith's father, and Edward is Lendrick's father. I do want more though, ofcourse. Lendrick is currently Edward's only heir but because we were never marked he's essentially a bastard child and has no claim to the Northern European throne. Harold is willing to legitimize him so Edward has an heir, but as the Rogue Queen, and

Applause rang through the chamber as Healer Dylia placed the crown upon Cedric’s head, its silver crest glinting under the chandelier’s glow. It had been six centuries since another Ashbourne had stood in this place. His father, Austin Ashbourne Everhart, once held this same title before his untimely death alongside the royal family. Cedric’s mother had escaped with him to a distant village, hidden from the eyes of the realm.

Or someone from the Falcos? "Let's be perfectly— Of course. Leandro specifically told me what they all agreed on and the terms that needed final revisions. Terms—not just one." Enzo's dark brows stayed furrowed for the next seconds. "No. I don't know. How many times are you going to ask me that?" He paused and let out a sigh. "Perhaps. Try the island." Who was on the phone with him? Were they arguing about his older brother? I hadn't met the other Tomassini heir yet. Nor was I sure I wanted to. Maybe I'd just send Leandro a short email, a signed Thank-You card, or something nicer...

That reluctance had only been confirmed when Rebecca had told him that his Catherine had been pregnant with Zack's child. He slid his gaze back to Levington, who was staring glumly out of the window, his pretty face resting in one palm. A wave of irritation shot through him and Henry's mouth tightened. Charles Ellington had been a weak man, a man prone to all manner of dissipations, but by God, his heir would not be! Only the strong survived, those who knew enough not to allow life to beat them down, and even if he had to toughen the boy with the most demanding of physical challenges, he would see that Edlington's heir survived. He owed that much to Charles, who had been there for him during

“He’s from the Brookes in Niumhi. That place can be considered the Brookes’s property.” “Hey! Since you know it belongs to the Brookes, then you should know who Kane is, shouldn’t you? He’s the heir of the Brookes. I heard he’s quite an excellent man in terms of his disposition and abilities. The most important part is, he’s only in his thirties! Besides, he’s still single. He’s a rich, single man!” Cecilia exclaimed, filled with anticipation.

I said. He leaned forward again, clearly pleased that he had my attention now, and there was a spark of enthusiasm in his eyes that suggested he had been thinking about this longer than he was letting on. “The princess was supposedly the rightful heir before she disappeared, and Brooke has been acting as the heir all these years, but now that she has returned there is a strong possibility that his position might be taken away from him,” he said, speaking with more seriousness now. I remained silent, giving him a slight nod that encouraged him to continue.

Theoden paused, absorbing the affection from his devoted subjects. "In the past, my predecessors upheld the hunting games of the Moon Festival. It was a time when the Castle bestowed its treasures to the people. Kings granted lands, properties, and titles to the winners. The bravest even gifted a royal flower to the Champion. Sadly, my family has produced more dominant alphas who have served the land with blood and sweat in the past years. But finally, there's a change. I, Theoden Beaumont the fourth, have recently become an uncle to a flower. A flower bearing the title of Prince of the second order and heir to the Princess of Damaris-my sister, Roxanne Beaumont." The people's reaction to th