Is The Afton Family Still Alive Novels & Stories

“I have the last surviving son of Alpha Kyle here.” Austin stood up. “It’s true.” I looked over at Lydia. Her face had reddened. “After my father died, Ashton had my brother who was meant to be the next Alpha killed and claimed the position of the Alpha,” Austin stated. Ashton sprang up. “You and I both know the real truth, Austin. Enough with the victim act!” Elder Thorne cut in. “You have to be calm, Alpha Ashton. What do you have to say against these allegations?”

Elias asked, pointing at Zach’s car before he drove off. I wanted to deny it, but Zach was the only one who drove an Aston Martin to school. Plus, his plate number says “ZEE,” so it was pretty much a giveaway. “Yeah, it is,” I answered quietly. “What’s it doing in your house?” Jasper Litton asked. “Z is actually her brother, right, Blaire?” “What?!” both boys asked in shock. “I know. I couldn’t believe it at first too,” April said. “How did that happen? You have different surnames,” Elias said.

My family stood in the wrecked living room. No one spoke. No one moved. They looked like ghosts more than I did. I drifted closer. Mother’s lips were trembling, her voice barely audible as she whispered to herself. “No… Seraphina wouldn’t…” “She always spoke so kindly of Elena to Kael…” The words sounded fragile. Even she didn’t believe them. Father’s voice cut through the silence, hoarse and strained. “Where is Seraphina?” No one answered.

Despite being so shy, the words she spoke were incredibly bold. In the following days, Quinn became busy again, and all the members of the Ashton family started to get busy. The Ashton family had been settled in Althera for many years, they didn't have many relatives and friends back home, but those who still kept in touch were very close to them. On the New Year’s eve, the Ashton family hosted a small cocktail party, inviting only close friends and family. Among these people, the closest relationship was undoubtedly with Evelyn's maternal family - the Montgomery family.

Aunt Ashford reached out, seemingly trying to scratch her face, but someone pressed her head down and took her to the police car. Rowan and Barney, who had been watching the whole scene, were still in shock. Anyone who had entered the Cromwell family through the Ashford Family was now under investigation, except for Bob, who remained. the Ashford Family had once been pleased that Aunt Ashford was serving Abby, but now, they had lost everything. Scarface, who saw things clearly, fanned himself and said, “Miss Seven, I think this hotel has more than just the Ashford Family loyal to that woman.”

They had to conceal their names and live in the city while keeping the book hidden. However, the Four Ancients Families still found out about it in the end. That was what led to the extermination of the entire family seven years ago. Keyon was all excited. He carefully placed the page into the box and closed it while being incredibly careful.

I bent down and gently held his little hand. "You're awake so early today," I said with a smile. He nodded proudly. "Dad said we're going hiking today. Will you come with us?" I knew exactly what he meant by hiking. Every year, the Ashford family visited the cemetery on the hill behind the manor. I smiled gently. "Of course. We'll go with you." His face lit up immediately. "I even packed snacks!" I laughed softly before walking into the house with him. The living room was already lively.

Eleanor inquired, pointing at a black and white photograph capturing the essence of youth and camaraderie. "That’s Sebastian, and this is Kayden beside him," Aurora replied with a touch of nostalgia. "And the other two are like ghosts now." A sigh of disappointment escaped her lips, revealing the unresolved pain connected to the absent brothers—Christopher and Aiden Knight. "Ghosts?" Eleanor echoed, her brows furrowing in confusion. "Yes, that’s Christopher Knight and Aiden Knight, the other two brothers of this family," Aurora elaborated, the weight of their absence lingering in her words. The room, with its timeless charm and familial artifacts, became a silent witness to the untold storie

I asked, curiosity getting the better of me. She paused, then smiled knowingly. “The Ashford lineage traces back to Domburton, their roots are very old and prestigious. Your grandparents, the original Ashfords, are still alive. You’ll meet them tonight. They host these assembly parties regularly to ensure the family remains united. Five children, all boys—imagine the competition among them!” I blinked, absorbing every detail. “And Edward is the eldest?”

I have no idea why she popped into my head, but she did. “What was the family's last name that was turned into the authorities by their son?” I asked. “Their last name was Weston, why?” Auntie Helynia asked. I looked at Bryayna and I could see the wheels turning in her head. We looked at each other and I knew at that moment that the same shit I had running through my mind was filtering through her mind. I knew this conversation was about to take a very dark turn.